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LECTURE- 
HYMN-BOOK: 

CONTAINING   THE 

PSALMS  AND  HYMNS  OF  THE  BOOK  OF 
COMMON  PRAYER, 

TOGETHER   Vv'ITH 

A  CHOICE  SELECTION  OF  ADDITIONAL  HYMNS, 

AND 

AI^   APPENDIX 

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BY 

Rev.  DUDLEY  A.  TYNG, 

RECTOR  OF  THE  CHURCH  OF  THE  EPIPHAXY,   PHILADELPHIA. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

MDCCCLV. 


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Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1855,  by 

DUDLEY  A.  TYNG, 

in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States  for  the 
Eastern  District  of  Pennsylvania. 


PREFACE. 


The  feeling,  that  the  hymns  set  forth  in  the  Book  of 
Common  Prayer  are  not  copious  enough  for  all  onr  neces- 
sities, more  especially  in  social  and  family  worship,  widely 
prevails  among  men  of  all  parties  in  our  Church.     Various 
attempts  have  been  made  to  meet  this  want  by  publication 
of  private  selections  of  additional  hymns.     Some  of  these 
have  been  much  commended  and  extensively  used.     Still, 
it  has  seemed  to  many  that  they  could  be  improved  upon 
in  a  new  selection.     Having  long  felt  the  want  of  such  an 
one  in  his  own  prayer-meetings,  the  compiler  of  this  book 
has  at  last  ventured  to  undertake  its  preparation  himself.  I 
The  chief  difficulty  has  been  in  the  exclusion  of  familiar 
hymns  to  which  many  are  deeply  attached  by  association, 
but  which  are  destitute  of  all  poetic  merit.    But  why  should 
we  go  on  singing  prose  in  rhjme,  when  there  are  so  many 
poetical  hymns,  equally  instructive  and  devout,  to  be  pro- 
cured?    Convinced  that  the  pleasure  and  profit  of  this 
department  of  worship  xnYL  be  greatest  where  the  poetic 
and  devout  sensibilities  arc  awakened  and  moved  in  unison, 
the  compiler  started  with  the  principle  of  admitting  no 
hymn  which  could  not  be  approved  for  poetry  as  well  as 
piety.     From  all  the  hymn-books  met  with  he  has  been 
obliged  to  winnow  out  a  vast  deal  of  cha:pf.     As  public 
taste  improves,  and  more  fine  hymns  are  written,  a  higher 
rule  of  criticism  will  exclude  much  here  retained :  never- 
theless, it  is  hoped  that  nothing  here  can  offend  a  refined 
taste,  and   that  every  thing  will  be  found  conducive  to 
pious  affections.     It  is  hoped,  also,  that  the  clergy  will 
approve  them  for  the   informal  services  of  the  lecture- 
room  and  for  Bible-classes,  and  that  they  will  find  a  wel- 
come at  the  family  altar. 


The  current  is  beginning  to  set  deep  and  strong  for  a 
restoration  of  congregational  singing.  To  facilitate  this, 
there  has  been  prepared  by  able  hands,  at  the  request  and 
with  the  oversight  of  a  committee  of  clergymen,  a  Manual 
of  Chants  and  Hymn  tunes  suitable  for  congregational  use. 
As  the*  pages  harmonize,  that  Jlanual  is  bound  up  with 
these  hymns  as  an  Appendix.  Suitable  music  for  every 
hymn  can  thus  be  had  without  trouble,  and  also  an  ad- 
mirable collection  of  chants.  Every  one  acquainted  with 
music  can  have  the  notes  in  view  while  singing.  Thus,  the 
style  of  singing  in  all  our  religious  services  can  be  greatly 
improved,  and  the  delightful  exercise  of  chanting  be  in- 
troduced into  our  social  and  domestic  worship.  With 
earnest  prayer  that  it  may  be  the  means  of  enkindling 
and  increasing  devout  affection  in  many  hearts,  the  Lec- 
ture-Eoom  Hymn-Book  is  now  committed  to  the  press. 

D.  A.  T. 

Philadelphia,  Sept.  14,  1855. 


I  I 

SELECTIONS 


FROM   THE 


PSALMS  OF  DAYID 

IN    METRE; 

WITH   HYMNS, 


SUITED   TO   THE 


FEASTS   AND   FASTS    OF   THE   CHURCH, 


AND    OTHER 


OCCASIONS    OF   PUBLIC   WORSHIP. 


PHILADELPHIA: 
J.   B.   LIPPINCOTT    &    CO. 

1866. 


By  the  Bishops,  the  Clerjjy, 
and  the  Laity  of  the  Protestant 
Episcopal  Church  in  the  United 
States  of  America,  in  Convention, 
tliis  twenty-ninth  day  of  October, 
in  the  year  of  our  Lord  one  thou- 
sand eiJiht  hundred  and  thirty- 
two  ;  this  book  of  Psalms  in  Metre, 
selected  from  the  Psalms  of  David, 
with  Hymns,  is  set  forth,  and  al- 
lowed to  be  suns  in  all  con.^ret^a- 
tions  of  the  said  Church,  before 
and  after  Morning  and  Evening 
Prayer,  and  also  before  and  after 
Sermons,  at  the  discretion  of  the 
minister. 

And  it  shall  be  the  duty  of 
every   minister   of  any   church, 

either  by  standing  directions,  or 
from  time  to  time,  to  appoint  the 
portions  of  Psalms  which  are  to  be 
sung. 

And  further,  it  shall  be  the 
duty  of  every  minister,  with  such 
assistance  as  he  can  obtain  from 
persons  skilled  in  nmsic,  to  give 
order  concerning  the  tunes  to  be 
sung  at  any  time  in  his  Church ; 
and  especiallv,  it  shall  be  his  duty 
to  suppress  all  light  and  unseemly 
music,  and  all  indecency  and  ir- 
reverence in  the  performance,  by 
which  vain  and  ungodly  persons 
profane  the  service  of  the  Sanc- 
tuary. 

C.  Sherman. 

printer,  Philad 

SELECTIONS 

FROM  THE  PSALMS  OF  DAYID  IN  METBE. 


SELECTION  1.        CM. 

From  the  i.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTOW  blest  is  he,  who  ne'er  consents 
-*-^  By  ill  advice  to  walk, 
Nor  stands  in  sinners'  ways,  nor  sits 
Where  men  profanely  talk; 

2  But  makes  the  perfect  law  of  God 

His  business  and  delight ; 
Devoutl}^  reads  therein  by  day. 
And  meditates  by  night. 

3  Like  some  fair  tree,  which,  fed  by  streams, 

With  timely  fruit  does  bend, 
He  still  shall  flourish,  and  success 
All  his  designs  attend. 

4  Ungodly  men,  and  their  attempts. 

No  lasting  root  shall  find ; 

Untimely  blasted  and  dispersed 

Like  chaff  before  the  wind. 

5  Their  guilt  shall  strike  the  wicked  dumb 

Before  their  Judge's  face  ; 
No  formal  hypocrite  shall  then 
Among  the  saints  have  place. 

6  For  God  approves  the  just  man's  ways  ; 

To  happiness  they  tend: 
But  sinners,  and  the  paths  they  tread, 
Shall  both  in  ruin  end. 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


SELECTION  2.         C.  M. 

From  the  ii.  Psiilin  of  David. 

nPHUS  God  declares  his  sovereign  will: 
-*-    "  The  King  that  I  ordain, 
Whose  throne  is  fix'd  on  Sion's  hill, 
Shall  there  securely  reign." 
2  Attend,  O  earth,  whilst  I  declare 
God's  uncontroU'd  decree  ; 
»*Thou  art  my  son,    this  day,  my  heir 
Have  I  hegotten  thee. 
8  "Ask,  and  receive  thy  full  demands; 
Thine  shall  the  heathen  be  ; 
The  utmost  hmits  of  the   lands 
Shall  be  possess'd  by  thee." 

4  Learn  then,  ye  princes  ;  and  give  ear, 

Ye  judges  of  the  earth; 
Worship  the  Lord  with  holy  fear ; 
Rejoice  with  aAvful  mirth. 

5  Appease  the  Son  with  due  respect. 

Your  timely  homage  pay  : 
Lest  he  revenge  the  bold  neglect, 
Incensed  by  your  delay. 
0  If  but  in  part  his  anger  rise. 
Who  can  endure  the  flame  ! 
Then  blest  are  they,  whose  hope  relies 
On  his  most  holy  Name. 

SELECTION  8.        C.  M. 

From  the  iii.  Psalm  of  David. 

'T^HOU,  gracious  God,  art  my  defence  ; 
-^    On  thee  my  hopes  rely : 
Thou  art  my  glory,  and  shalt  yet 
Lift  up  my  head  on  high. 
2  Since  whensoe'er,  in  my  distress. 
To  God  I  made  my  prayer, 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill ; 
Why  should  I  now  despair  ? 

3  Guarded  hy  him, I  lay  me  down 

My  sweet  repose  to  take  ; 
For  I  through  him  securely  sleep, 
Through  him  in  safety  Avake. 

4  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs  ; 

He  only  can  defend  ; 
His  blessing  he  extends  to  all 
That  on  his  power  depend. 

SELECTION  4.        C.  M. 

From  the  iv.  Psalm  of  David. 

pONSIDER  that  the  righteous  man 

Is  God's  peculiar  choice  ; 
And  when  to  him  I  make  my  prayer, 
He  always  hears  my  voice. 

2  Then  stand  in  a-we  of  his  commands, 

Flee  every  thing  that's  ill  ; 
Commune  in  private  with  your  hearts 
And  bend  them  to  his  will. 

3  The  sacrifice  of  righteousness 

Present  to  God  on  high; 
And  let  your  hope,  securely  fix'd. 
On  him  alone  rely. 

4  While  worldly  minds  impatient  grow 

More  prosperous  times  to  see. 
Still  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Shine  brightly,  Lord,  on  me. 

5  So  shall  my  heart  o'erflow  with  joy, 

More  lasting  and  more  true 
Than  theirs,  who  stores  of  corn  and  wine 
Successively  renevv^ 

6  Then  down  in  peace  I'll  lay  my  head, 

And  take  my  needful  rest ; 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 

No  other  guard,  O  Lord,  I  crave, 
Of  thy  defence  possess'd. 

SELECTION  5.        C.  M. 

From  the  v.  Psalm  of  David. 

"OEGARD  my  words,  O  gracious  Lord, 
-*-*'  Accept  my  secret  prayer  ; 
To  thee  alone,  my  King,  my  God, 
Will  I  for  help  repair. 

3  Thou  in  the  morn  my  voice  shalt  hear, 
And,  with  the  dawning  day, 
To  thee  devoutly  I'll  look  up, 
To  thee  devoutly  pray. 

3  Lord,  I  within  thy  house  will  come. 

In  thy  ahundant  grace  ; 
And  I  will  worship  in  thy  fear, 
Toward  thy  most  holy  place. 

4  Let  those,  O  Lord,  who  trust  in  thee. 

With  shouts  their  joy  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  rejoice  whom  thou  preserv'st, 
And  all  that  love  thy  Name. 

5  To  righteous  men,  the  righteous  Lord 

His  hlessing  will  extend  ; 
And  with  his  favour  all  his  saints, 
As  with  a  shield,  defend. 

SELECTION  6.         S.  M. 

From  the  vi.  Psahn  of  David. 

TN  mercy,  not  in  wrath, 

-*•  Rebuke  me,  gracious  God  ! 

Lest,  if  thy  whole  displeasure  rise, 

I  sink  beneath  thy  rod. 
2  Touch'd  by  thy  quickening  power. 

My  load  of  guilt  I  feel ; 
The  wounds  thy  Spirit  hath  unclosed, 

O  let  that  Spirit  heal. 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


3  In  trouble  and  in  gloom, 

Must  I  forever  mourn  ? 
Ancl  wilt  thou  not,  at  length,  O  God, 
In  pitying  love  return  ? 

4  O  come,  ere  life  expire, 

Send  down  thy  power  to  save  ; 
For  who  shall  sing  thy  Name  in  death, 
Or  praise  thee  in  the  grave  ? 

5  Why  should  I  doubt  thy  grace. 

Or  yield  to  dread  despair  ? 
Thou  wilt  fulfil  thy  promised  word. 
And  grant  me  all  my  prayer. 

SELECTION  7.         CM. 

From  the  viii.  Psalm  of  David. 

f~\  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

^^  Within  this  earthly  frame. 

Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou ! 

How  glorious  is  thy  Name  ! 
2  In  heaven  thy  wondrous  acts  are  sung. 

Nor  fully  reckon'd  there  ; 
And  yet  thou  mak'st  the  infant  tongue 

Thy  boundless  praise  declare. 
o  When  heaven,  thy  beauteous  work  on  high. 

Employs  my  wondering  sight ; 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 

With  stars  of  feebler  light ; 

4  O,  what  is  man,  that.  Lord,  thou  lov'st 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind? 
Or  what  his  offspring,  that  thou  prov'st 
To  them  so  wondrous  kind  ? 

5  Him  next  in  power  thou  didst  create 

To  thy  celestial  train  ; 
Ordained  with  dignity  and  state 
O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


6  They  jointly  own  his  powerful  sway: 

The  beasts  that  prey  or  graze  ; 
The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way ; 
The  fish  that  cuts  the  seas. 

7  O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

SELECllON  8.         C.  M. 

From  the  ix.  Psalm  of  David. 

T^O  celebrate  thy  praise,  O  Lord, 
-*-    I  will  my  heart  prepare  ; 
To  all  the  listening  world   thy  works. 
Thy  wondrous  works,  declare. 

2  The  thought  of  them  shall  to  my  soul 

Exalted  pleasures  bring  ; 
Whilst  to  thy  Name,  O  thou  Most  High, 
Triumphant  praise  I  sing. 

3  The  Lord  forever  lives,  who  has 

His  righteous  throne  prepared, 
Lnpartial  justice  to  dispense. 
To  punish  or  reward. 

4  All  those  who  have  his  goodness  proved. 

Will  in  his  truth  confide ; 
Whose  mercy  ne'er  forsook  the  man 
That  on  his  help  relied. 

5  Sing  praises  therefore  to  the  Lord, 

From  Sion,  his  abode  ; 
Proclaim  his  deeds,  till  all  the  world 
Confess  no  other  God. 

SELECTION  9.        C.  M. 

From  the  xi.  Psalm  of  David. 

T^HE  Lord  a  holy  temple  hath, 
-■-    And  righteous  throne,  above  ; 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


Whence  he  surveys  the  sons  of  men, 
And  how  their  counsels  move. 

2  If  God  the  righteous,  whom  he  lo\^es, 

For  trial  does  correct. 
What  must  the  sons  of  violence, 
Whom  he  abhors,  expect ! 

3  Snares,  fire,  and  brimstone,  on  their  heads 

Shall  in  one  tempest  shower; 
This  dreadful  mixture  his  revenge 
Into  their  cup  shall  pour. 

4  The  righteous  Lord  will  righteous  deeds 

With  signal  favour  grace. 
And  to  the  upright  man  disclose 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

SELECTION  10.         C.  M. 

From  the  xiii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTOW  long  wilt  thou  forget  me.  Lord? 
-^-^  Must  I  for  ever  mourn  ? 
How  long  wilt  thou  withdraw  from  me, 
Oh  !  never  to  return  ? 

2  O  hear,  and  to  my  longing  eyes 

Restore  thy  wonted  light ; 
Dawn  on  my  spirit,  lest  I  sleep 
In  death's  most  gloomy  night. 

3  Since  I  have  always  placed  my  trust 

Beneath  thy  mercy's  wing, 
Thy  saving  health  will  come  ;  and  then 
My  heart  with  joy  shall  spring. 

4  Then  shall  my  song,  with  praise  inspired, 

To  thee,  my  C4od,  ascend. 

Who  to  thy  servant  in  distress 

Such  bounty  didst  extend. 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


SELECTION  IL         L.  M. 

From  the  xiv.  Psalm  of  David. 

T^HE  Lord  look'd   down  from  heaven's 
-^  high  tower, 

And  all  the  sons  of  men  did  view, 
Tx)  see  if  any  own'd  his  power, 

If  any  truth  or  justice  knew  ; 

2  But  all,  he  saw,  were  gone  aside, 

All  were  degenerate  grown,  and  base ; 
None  took  religion  for  their  guide. 
Not  one  of  all  the  sinful  race. 

3  How  will  they  tremble  then  for  fear. 

When  his  just  wrath  shall  them  o'ertake  ! 
For  to  the  righteous  God  is  near. 
And  never  will  their  cause  forsake. 

4  Oh,  that  from  Sion  he'd  employ 

His  might,  and  burst  th'  oppressive  band  ' 
Then  shouts  of  universal  joy 

Should  loudly  echo  through  the  land. 

SELECTION  12.        C.  M. 

From  the  xv.  Psahn  of  David. 

T   ORD,  who's  the  happy  man  that  may 
-^  To  thy  blest  courts  repair, 
Not,  stranger-like,  to  visit  them. 
But  to  inhabit  there  ? 

2  'Tis  he  who  walketh  uprightly, 

Whom  righteousness  directs ; 
Whose  generous  tongue  disdains  to  speak 
The  thing  his  heart  rejects. 

3  Who  never  did  a  slander  forge, 

Flis  neighbour's  fame  to  wound  ; 
Nor  hearken  to  a  false  report 
By  malice  whisper'd  round. 

4  Who  vice,  in  all  its  pomp  and  power, 

Can  treat  with  just  neglect ; 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


And  piety,  though  clothed  in  rags, 
Religiously  respect. 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trust 

Has  ever  firmly  stood ; 
And  though  he  promise  to  his  loss, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

6  Whose  soul  in  usury  disdains 

His  treasure  to  employ ; 
Whom  no  rewards  can  ever  bribe 
The  guiltless  to  destroy. 

7  The  man,  who  by  this  righteous  course 

Has  happiness  insured. 
When  earth's  foundation  shakes,  shall  stand, 
By  Providence  secured. 

SELECTION  13.         0.  M. 

From  the  xvi.  Fsalin  of  David. 

lyiY  grateful  soul  shall  bless  the  Lord, 
-^  Whose  precepts  give  me  light ; 

And  pri\^ate  counsel  still  afford 
In  sorrow's  dismal  night. 

2  I  strive  each  action  to  approve 

To  his  all-seeing  e3'e  ; 
No  danger  shall  my  hopes  remove, 
Because  he  still  is  nigh. 

3  Therefore  my  heart  all  grief  defies. 

My  glory  does  rejoice  ; 
My  flesh  shall  rest,  in  hope  to  rise, 
Waked  by  his  powerful  voice. 

4  Thou,  Lord,  when  I  resign  ray  breath, 

My  soul  from  hell  shall  free ; 
Nor  let  thy  Holy  One  in  death 
The  least  corruption  see. 

5  Thou  shalt  the  paths  of  life  display, 

Which  to  thy  presence  lead  ; 
Where  pleasures  dwell  v/ithout  allay, 
And  joys  that  never  fade. 
H  " 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


SELECTION  14. 

From  the  xviii.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  L.    M. 

IVTO  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 
■^^    My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  my  rock, 
A  fortress  and  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God  ; 

My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power : 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad; 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 

3  To  thee  I  will  address  my  prayer, 

To  whom  all  praise  we  justly  owe  ; 
So  shall  I,  by  thy  watchful  care, 
Be  guarded  safe  from  every  foe. 

PART    Ii.  L.    M. 

nnHOU  suit'st,  O  Lord,  thy  righteous  ways 
-*-    To  various  paths  of  human  kind  ; 
They  who  for  mercy  merit  praise. 

With  thee  shall  wondrous  mercy  find. 

2  Thou  to  the  just  shalt  justice  show; 

The  pure  thy  purity  shall  see  : 
Such  as  perversely  choose  to  go, 

Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  thee. 

3  That  he  the  humble  soul  will  save, 

And  crush  the  haughty 's  boasted  might, 
In  me  the  Lord  an  instance  gave, 

Whose  darkness  he  has  turn'd  to  light. 

4  Who  then  deserves  to  be  adored. 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  ? 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  resistless  power  defend  ? 

5  Let  the  eternal  Lord  be  praised. 

The  rock  on  whose  defence  I  rest ! 

To  highest  heavens  his  Name  be  raised, 

Who  me  with  his  salvation  bless'd ! 
_ 


SELECTIONS  OF  PSALMS. 


6  My  God,  to  celebrate  thy  fame, 

My  g-ratel'ul  voice  to  heaven  I'll  raise  ; 
And  nations,  strangers  to  thy  Name, 
Shall  learn  to  sing  thy  glorious  praise. 

SELECTION  15. 

From  the  xix.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  C.    M. 

'T^HE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
-*-    Which  that  alone  can  fill ; 
The  firmament  and  stars  express 
Their  great  Creator's  skill. 

2  The  dawn  of  each  returning  day 

Fresh  beams  of  knowledge  brings; 
And  from  the  dark  returns  of  nighf 
Divine  instruction  springs. 

3  Their  powerful  language  to  no  realm 

Or  region  is  confined; 
'Tis  nature's  voice,  and  understood 
Alike  by  all  mankind. 

4  Their  doctrine  does  its  sacred  sense 

Through  earth's  extent  display  ; 
Its  bright  contents  the  circling  sun 
Does  round  the  world  convey. 

5  From  east  to  west,  from  west  to  east. 

His  ceaseless  course  he  goes ; 
And,  through  his  progress,  cheerful  light 
And  vital  warmth  bestows. 

PART    II.  CM. 

.OD's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul, 
Reclaims  from  fiilse  desires  ; 
With  sacred  vv^isdom  his  sure  word 

The  ignorant  inspires. 
The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  just. 

And  bring  sincere  delight ; 
His  pure  commands  ia  search  of  truth 
Assist  the  feeblest  sight. 
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3  His  perfect  worship  here  is  fix'd, 

On  sure  foundations  laid  ; 
His  equal  laws  are  in  the  scales 
Of  truth  and  justice  weigh'd  ; 

4  Of  more  esteem  than  golden  mines, 

Or  gold  refined  with  skill ; 
More  sweet  than  honey,  or  the  drops 
That  from  the  comb  distil. 

5  My  trusty  counsellors  they  are, 

And  friendly  warnings  give  : 
Divine  rewards  attend  on  those 
Who  by  thy  precepts  live. 

6  But  what  frail  man  observes  how  oft 

He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
O  cleanse  me  from  my  secret  faults. 
Thou  God  that  know'st  them  all ! 

7  Let  no  presumptuous  sin,  O  Lord, 

Dominion  have  o'er  me; 
That,  by  thy  grace  preserved,  I  may 

The  great  transgression  flee. 
S  So  shall  m}^  prayer  and  praises  be 

With  thy  acceptance  blest ; 
And  I,  secure  on  thy  defence. 

My  strength  and  saviour,  rest. 

SELECTION  16.         S.  M. 

From  the  xx.  Psalm  of  David. 

1\^AY  Jacob's  God  defend 
•^^-^  And  hear  us  in  distress  ; 
Our  succour  from  his  temple  send, 
Our  cause  from  Sion  bless  ! 

2  May  he  accept  our  vow. 

Our  '.acrifice  receive, 
Our  heart's  devout  request  allov/, 
Our  holy  wishes  give  ! 

3  O  Lord,  thy  saving  grace 

We  joyfully  declare ; 
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Our  banner  in  thy  Name  we  raise — 
"  The  Lord  fulfil  our  prayer  !" 

4  Now  know  we  that  the  Lord 

His  chosen  will  defend ; 
From  heaven  will  strength  divine  afford, 
And  will  their  prayer  attend. 

5  Some  earthly  succour  trust, 

But  we  in  God's  right  hand  : 
Lo  !  while  they  fall,  so  vain  their  boast, 
We  rise, and  upright  stand. 

6  Still  save  us.  Lord  ;  and  still 

Thy  servants  deign  to  bless  :  ^ 

Hear,  King  of  heaven,  in  times  of  ill, 
The  prayers  that  we  address. 

SELECTION  17. 

From  the  xxii.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  C.    M. 

■]\/FY  God,  my  C4od,  why  leav'st  thou  me, 
J.VX  ■\;v]ien  I  with  anguish  faint  ? 
Oh  !  why  so  far  from  me  removed. 
And  from  my  loud  complaint? 

2  Lo !  I  am  treated  like  a  worm, 

Like  none  of  human  birth  ; 
Not  only  by  the  great  reviled, 
But  made  the  rabble's  mirth. 

3  With  laughter,  all  the  gazing  crowd 

My  agonies  survey  ; 
They  shoot  the  lip,  they  shake  the  hea-j. 
And  thus  deriding  say  : 

4  "  In  God  he  trusted,  boasting  oft 

That  he  was  Heaven's  delight ; 
Let  God  come  down  to  save  him  now. 
And  own  his  favourite." 

5  Withdraw  not,  then,  so  far  from  me, 

When  trouble  is  so  nigh ; 
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O  send  me  help  !  thy  help,  on  which 
Alone  I  can  rely. 

PART    II.  C.    M. 

T  IKE  water  is  my  life  pour'd  out, 
-*-^  My  joints  are  out  of  frame  ; 
My  heart  dissolves  within  my  breast, 
Like  wax  before  the  flame . 

2  My  strength  is  like  a  potsherd  dried, 

My  tongue  is  parch'd  with  drought ; 
And  to  the  dismal  shades  of  death 
My  fainting  soul  is  brought. 

3  Liife  dogs,  to  compass  me,  my  foes 

In  wicked  counsel  meet ; 
They  pierced  my  inoflerisive  hands, 
They  pierced  my  harmless  feet. 

4  My  body's  rack'd,  till  all  my  bones 

Distinctly  may  be  told; 

Yet  such  a  spectacle  of  woe, 

As  pastime  they  behold. 

5  As  spoil,  my  garments  they  divide, 

Lots  for  my  vesture  cast : 
Therefore,  O  leave  me  not,  my  God, 
But  to  my  succour  haste. 

PART   III.  c.    M. 

T  ORD,  to  my  brethren  I'll  declare 
■^  The  triumphs  of  thy  Name  : 
In  presence  of  assembled  saints. 
Thy  glory  thus  proclaim  : 

2  "Ye  worshippers  of  Jacob's  God, 

All  you  of  Israel's  line, 
O  praise  the  Lord,  and  to  your  praise 
Sincere  obedience  join. 

3  "He  ne'er  disdain'd  on  low  distress 

To  cast  a  gracious  eye  ; 
Nor  turn'd  from  misery  his  face. 
But  hears  its  humble  cry." 


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4  Thus  in  thy  sacred  courts,  will  I 

My  cheerful  thanks  express  ; 
In  presence  of  thy  saints  perform 
The  vows  of  my  distress. 

5  The  meek  companions  of  my  grief 

Shall  find  my  table  spread  ; 
And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  he 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  Then  shall  the  glad  converted  world 

To  God  their  homage  pay ; 
And  scatter'd  nations  of  the  earth 
One  sovereign  Lord  obey. 

7  'Tis  his  supreme  prerogative 

O'er  all  mankind  to  reign; 
'Tis  just  that  he  should  rule  the  world, 

Who  does  the  world  sustain. 
S  The  rich,  who  are  with  plenty  fed, 

His  bounty  must  confess  ; 
The  sons  of  want,  by  him  relieved, 

Their  generous  patron  bless. 
9  With  humble  worship  to  his  throne 

They  all  for  aid  resort ; 
That  power,  which  first  their  being  gave, 

Alone  can  them  support. 
JO  Then  shall  a  chosen  spotless  race, 

Devoted  to  his  Name, 
To  their  adoring  sons  his  truth 

And  glorious  acts  proclaim. 

SELECTION  18.         C.  M. 

From  the  xxiii.  Psalm  of  David. 

T^HE  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord, 

Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide  ; 
The  shepherd,  by  whose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 
2  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed, 
And  gently  there  repose  ; 


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Then  leads  me  to  cool  shades,  and  *vhere 
Refreshing  water  flows. 

3  He  does  my  wandering  soul  reclaim, 

And,  to  his  endless  praise, 
Instruct  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  most  righteous  ways. 

4  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

From  fear  and  danger  free  ; 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wondrous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend, 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
And  in  his  temple  spend. 

SELECTION  19.        C.  M. 

From  the  xxiv.  Psalm  of  David. 

npHE  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
-*-    The  Lord's  her  fulness  is  ; 
The  world,  and  they  that  dwell  therein, 
By  sovereign  right  are  his. 

2  He  framed  and  fix'd  it  on  the  seas ; 

And  his  almighty  hand 
Upon  inconstant  floods  has  made 
The  stable  fabric  stand. 

3  But  for  himself,  this  Lord  of  all 

One  chosen  seat  design'd  ; 

O  who  shall  to  that  sacred  hill 

Deserved  admittance  find  ? 

4  The  man  whose  hands  and  heart  are  pure, 

Whose  thoughts  from  pride  are  free  ; 
Who  honest  poverty  prefers 
To  gainful  perjury. 

5  This,  this  is  he,  on  whom  the  Lord 

Shall  shower  his  blessings  down  ; 
Whom  God,  his  Saviour,  shall  vouchsafe 
With  righteousness  to  crown. 
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0  Such  is  the  race  of  saints,  by  whom 
The  sacred  courts  are  trod  ; 
And  such  the  proselytes  that  seek 
Thy  face,  O  Jacob's  God. 

7  Erect  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 

Unfold,  to  entertain 
ThevKing-  of  glory  :  see  !  he  comes 
With  his  celestial  train. 

8  Who  is  the  King  of  glory?  who? 

The  Lord,  for  strength  renown'd  ; 
In  battle  mighty  ;  o'er  his  foes 
Eternal  victor  crown'd. 

9  Erect  your  heads,  ye  gates;  unfold, 

In  state  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory  :  see  !  he  comes 
With  all  his  shining  train. 

10  Who  is  the  King  of  glory?  who? 
The  Lord  of  hosts  renown'd  ; 
Of  glory  he  alone  is  King 
Who  is  with  glory  crown'd. 

SELECTION  20.         S.  M. 

From  the  xxv.  Psalm  of  David. 

'T^O  God,  in  whom  I  trust, 
-^    I  hft  my  heart  and  voice  : 
O  let  me  not  be  put  to  shame, 
Nor  let  thy  foes  rejoice. 

2  Those  who  on  thee  rely. 

Let  no  disgrace  attend  ; 
Be  that  the  shameful  lot  of  such 
As  wilfully  offend. 

3  To  me  thy  truth  impart. 

And  lead  me  in  thy  way  : 
For  thou  art  he  that  brings  me  help, 

On  thee  I  wait  all  day. 
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4  Tliy  mercies  and  thy  love, 

6  Lord,  recall  to  mind ; 

And  graciously  continue  stdl, 

As  thou  wert  ever,  kind. 

5  Let  all  my  youthful  crimes 

Be  blotted  out  by  thee  ; 
And,  for  thy  wondrous  goodness'  sake, 
In  mercy  think  on  me. 

6  His  mercy  and  his  truth 

The  righteous  Lord  displays, 
In  bringing  wandering  sinners  home, 
And  teaching  them  his  ways. 

7  He  those  in  justice  guides 

Who  his  direction  seek  ; 
And  in  his  sacred  paths  shall  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

8  Through  all  the  ways  of  God 

Both  truth  and  mercy  shine. 
To  such  as,  with  religious  hearts. 
To  his  blest  will  incline. 

9  Since  mercy  is  the  grace 

That  most  exalts  thy  fame. 
Forgive  my  heinous  sin,  O  Lord, 
And  so  advance  thy  Name. 

10  Whoe'er,  with  humble  fear. 

To  God  his  duty  pays. 
Shall  find  the  Lord  a  faithful  guide, 
In  all  his  righteous  ways. 

11  For  God  to  all  his  saints 

His  secret  will  imparts, 
And  does  his  gracious  covenant  write 
In  their  obedient  hearts. 

12  To  Israel's  chosen  race 

Continue  ever  kind ; 
And,  in  the  midst  of  all  their  wants, 
Let  them  thy  succour  fmd. 

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SELECTION  2L         CM. 

From  the  xxvi.  Psalm  of  David.* 

TUDCtE  me,  O  Lord,  for  I  the  paths 
•^    Of  righteousness  have  trod  ; 
I  shall  not  fail,  who  all  my  trust 
Repose  on  thee,  my  God. 

2  I'll  wash  my  hands  in  innocence, 

And  round  thine  altar  go  ; 
Pour  the  glad  hymn  of  triumph  thence. 
And  thence  thy  wonders  shov/. 

3  My  thanks  I'll  publish  there,  and  tell 

How  thy  renown  excels  ; 
That  seat  affords  me  most  delight, 
In  which  thine  honour  dwells. 

SELECTION  22.         C.  M. 

From  the  xxvii.  Psahn  of  David. 

TI/'HOM  should  I  fear,  since  God  to  me 

Is  saving  health  and  light  ? 
Since  strongly  he  my  life  supports, 
What  can  my  soul  affright  ? 

2  Henceforth  within  his  house  to  dwell 

I  earnestly  desire  ; 
His  wondrous  beauty  there  to  view, 
And  of  his  will  inquire. 

3  For  there  I  may  with  comfort  rest, 

In  times  of  deep  distress  ; 
And  safe,  as  on  a  rock,  abide 
In  that  secure  recess. 

4  When  us  to  seek  thy  glorious  face 

Thou  kindly  dost  advise  ; 

*  Extract  from  the  Journal  of  the  General  Convention,  1832. 
Resolved,  As  the  sense  and  declaration  of  this  Convention,  that 
so  much  of  the  rubrics  in  the  Form  of  Consecration  of  a  Church  or 
Chapel  as  requires  the  simjinR  of  'Psalm  2G,  verses  6,  7,  and  8,'  will 
hereafter  be  duly  complied  with  bv  singin?  verses  2  and  3  in  the  se- 
lection from  the  26tli  Psalm,  included  in  the  Psalms  in  Metre  author- 
ized by  these  resolutions  to  be  set  forth. 

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"  Thy  glorious  face  I'll  always  seek," 
My  grateful  heart  replies. 

5  Then  hide  not  thou  thy  face,  O  Lord, 

Nor  me  in  wrath  reject ; 
My  God  and  Saviour,  leave  not  him 
Thou  didst  so  oft  protect. 

6  Though  all  of  nearest  earthly  ties, 

Me,  in  my  woe,  forsalce, 
Yet  thou,  whose  love  excels  them  all, 
Wilt  care  and  pity  take. 

7  Instruct  me  in  thy  paths,  O  Lord, 

My  wa3^s  directly  guide  ; 
Lest  sinful  men,  who  watch  my  steps, 
Should  see  me  tread  aside. 
6  I  trusted  that  my  future  life 

Should  with  thy  love  be  crown'd ; 
Or  else  my  fainting  soul  had  sunk. 
With  sorrow  compass'd  round. 
9  God's  time  with  patient  faith  expect. 
Who  will  inspire  thy  breast 
With  inward  strength :  do  thou  thy  part, 
And  leave  to  him  the  rest. 

SELECTION  23.        C.  M. 

From  the  xxviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

A  DORED  for  ever  be  the  Lord; 
-^^  His  praise  I  will  resound, 
From  whom  the  cries  of  my  distress 
A  gracious  answer  found. 

2  He  is  ni}'-  strength  and  shield ;  my  heart 

Has  trusted  in  his  Name  ; 
And  now  relieved,  my  heart,  with  joy, 
His  praises  shall  proclaim. 

3  The  Lord,  the  everlasting  God, 

Is  my  defence  and  rock, 
The  saving  health,  the  saving  strength, 
Of  his  anointed  flock. 


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4  O  save  and  bless  thy  people,  Lord, 
Thy  heritage  preserve  ; 
Feed,  strengthen,  and  support  their  hearts, 
That  they  may  never  swerve. 

SELECTION  24.        L.  M. 

From  the  xxix.  Psalm  of  David. 

T/^E  that  in  might  and  po^ver  excel, 
■^    Your  grateful  sacrifice  prepare  ; 
God's  glorious  actions  loudly  tell. 
His  wondrous  power  to  all  declare. 

2  To  his  great  Name  fresh  altars  raise  ; 

Devoutly  due  respect  afford  ; 
Him  in  his  holy  temple  praise. 

Where  he's  with  solemn  state  adored. 

3  'Tis  he  that,  with  amazing  noise. 

The  watery  clouds  in  sunder  breaks  ; 
The  ocean  trembles  at  his  voice, 

When  he  from  heaven  in  thunder  speaks. 

4  How  full  of  power  his  voice  appears  ! 

With  what  majestic  terror  crown'd  ! 
Which  from  their  roots  tall  cedars  tears, 
And  strews  their  scatter'd  branches  round. 

5  God  rules  the  angry  floods  on  high ; 

His  boundless  sway  shall  never  cease  ; 
His  saints  with  strength  he  will  supply, 
And  bless  his  own  with  constant  peace. 

SELECTION  25.         C.  M. 

From  the  xxx.  Psalm  of  David. 

N  my  distress  to  God  I  cried, 

Who  kindly  did  relieve. 
And  from  the  grave's  expecting  mouth 

My  hopeless  life  retrieve. 
2  O  to  his  courts,  ye  saints  of  his, 

With  songs  of  praise  repair; 
With  me  commemorate  his  truth, 

And  providential  care. 

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His  wrath  has  but  a  moment's  reign, 

His  favour  no  decay ; 
The  night  of  grief  is  recompensed 

With  joy's  returning  day. 
Therefore,  O  Lord,  I'll  gladly  sing 

Thy  praise  in  grateful  verse  ; 
And  as  thy  favours  endless  are. 

Thy  endless  praise  rehearse. 

SELECTION  26.         S.  M. 

From  the  xxxi.  Psalm  of  David. 

"PjEFEND  me,  Lord,  from  shame, 

-^-^  For  still  I  trust  in  thee  ; 

As  just  and  righteous  is  thy  Name, 

From  danger  set  me  free. 
Bow  doAvn  thy  gracious  ear. 

And  speedy  succour  send  ; 
Do  thou  my  steadfast  rock  appear, 

To  shelter  and  defend. 
To  thee,  the  God  of  truth, 

My  life,  and  all  that's  mine, 
(For  thou  preserv'st  me  from  my  youth,) 

I  willingly  resign. 
My  hope,  my  steadfast  trust, 

I  on  thy  help  repose  : 
That  thou,  my  God,  art  good  and  just, 

My  soul  Avith  comfort  knows. 
Whate'er  events  betide, 

Th}^  wisdom  times  them  all ; 
Then,  Lord,  thy  servant  safely  hide 

From  those  that  seek  his  fall. 
The  brightness  of  thy  face 

To  me,  O  Lord,  disclose; 
And,  as  thy  mercies  still  increase, 

Preserve  me  from  my  foes. 
How  great  thy  mercies  are 

To  such  as  fear  thy  Name, 
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Which  thou,  for  those  that  trust  thy  care, 
Dost  to  the  world  proclahn  ! 

8  O  all  ye  saints,  the  Lord 

With  eager  love  pursue  ; 
Who  to  the  just  will  help  afford, 
And  give  the  proud  their  due. 

9  Ye  that  on  God  rely, 

Courageously  proceed ; 
For  he  will  still  your  hearts  supply 
With  strength  in  time  of  need. 

SELECTION  27.        L.  M. 

From  the  xxxii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTE'S  blest,  whose  sins  have  pardon  gain'd, 
-^-^  No  more  in  judgment  to  appear  ; 
Whose  guilt  remission  has  obtain'd, 
And  whose  repentance  is  sincere. 

2  No  sooner  I  my  wound  disclosed. 

The  guilt  that  tortured  me  within. 
But  thy  forgiveness  interposed, 

And  mercy's  healing  balm  pour'd  in. 

3  Sorrows  on  sorrows  multiplied, 

The  harden'd  sinner  shall  confound  ; 
But  them  who  in  His  truth  confide, 
Blessings  of  mercy  shall  surround. 

4  His  saints,  that  have  perform'd  his  laws, 

Their  life  in  triumph  shall  employ  ; 
Let  them,  as  they  alone  have  cause, 
In  grateful  raptures  shout  for  joy. 

SELECTION  28. 

From  the  xxxiii.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  O.    M. 

T  ET  all  the  just  to  God,  with  joy, 

-"-^  Their  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 

For  well  the  righteous  it  becomes 

To  sing  glad  songs  of  praise. 

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2  Let  harps,  and  psalteries,  and  lutes, 

In  joyful  concert  meet ; 
And  new-made  songs  of  loud  applause 
The  harmony  complete. 

3  For  faithful  is  the  word  of  God, 

His  works  with  truth  abound  : 

He  justice  loves,    and  all  the  earth 

Is  with  his  goodness  crown'd. 

4  By  his  almighty  word, at  first. 

The  heavenly  arch  was  rear'd; 
And  all  the  beauteous  hosts  of  light 
At  his  command  appear'd. 

5  Let  earth,  and  all  that  dwell  therein, 

Before  him  trembling  stand  : 
For,  when  he  spake  the  word,  'twas  made, 
'Twas  fix'd  at  his  command. 

PART   II.  C.  M. 

TT/^HATE'ER  the  mighty  Lord  decrees, 

'  '     Shall  stand  for  ever  sure ; 
The  settled  purpose  of  his  heart 
To  ages  shall  endure. 

2  How  happy  then  are  they,  to  whom 

The  Lord  for  God  is  known  ! 
Whom  he,  from  all  the  world  besides. 
Has  chosen  for  his  own. 

3  Our  soul  on  God  with  patience  waits  ; 

Our  help  and  shield  is  he  : 
Then,  Lord,  let  still  our  hearts  rejoice, 
Because  we  trust  in  thee 

4  The  riches  of  thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Do  thou  to  us  extend; 

Since  we,  for  all  we  want  or  wish. 

On  thee  alone  depend. 
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SELECTION  29. 

From  the  xxxiv.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  C.    M. 

''pHROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
-^    In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 
Till  all  that  are  distress'd 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 
8  O  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 
With  me  exalt  his  Name  : 
When  in  distress  to  him  I  call'd. 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

4  The  Angel  of  the  Lord  encamps 

Around  the  good  and  juit ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  succour  trust. 

5  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

6  Fear  him,  ye  saints,    and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear  ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

PART  II.  CM. 

APPROACH,  ye  children  of  the  Lord, 
And  my  instruction  hear; 
I'll  teach  you  the  true  discipline 
Of  his  religious  fear. 
2  Let  him  who  length  of  life  desires. 
And  prosperous  days  would  see, 
From  slandering  language  keep  his  tongue, 
His  lips  from  falsehood  free  : 

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3  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  decline, 

And  virtue's  ways  pursue  ; 
Establish  peace,  where  'tis  begun. 
And  where  'tis  lost,  renew. 

4  The  Lord  from  heaven  beholds  the  just 

With  favourable  eyes; 
And,  when  distressed,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries  : 

5  But  turns  his  Avrathful  look  on  those 

Whom  mercy  can't  reclaim. 
To  cut  them  off,  and  from  the  earth 
Blot  out  their  evil  name. 

6  Deliverance  to  his  saints  he  gives, 

When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 
He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart. 
And  contrite  spirit  save. 

7  Great  troubles  may  afflict  the  just. 

Yet  God  will  save  them  still ; 
The  righteous  he  will  keep  from  harm. 
And  guard  from  every  ill. 

8  The  wicked,  from  their  wickedness. 

Their  ruin  shall  derive  ; 
Whilst  righteous  men,  whom  they  detest, 
Shall  them  and  theirs  survive. 

9  For  God  preserves  the  souls  of  those 

Who  on  his  truth  depend  ; 

To  them,  and  their  posterity. 

His  blessing  shall  descend. 

SELECTION  30.        L.  M. 

From  the  xxxvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

OLORD,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope, 
The  highest  orb  of  heaven  transcends; 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasured  scope 
Beyond  the  spreading  sky  extends. 
3  Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains, 

Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  ; 

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Thy  providence  the  workl  sustains, 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 

3  Since  of  thy  goodness  all  partake, 

With  what  assurance  should  the  just 
Thy  sheltering  wings  their  refuge  make, 
And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust ! 

4  Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led. 

To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast; 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain's  head, 
Of  joys  that  shall  for  ever  last. 

5  With  thee  the  springs  of  life  remain, 

Thy  presence  is  eternal  day ; 
O  let  thy  saints  thy  favour  gain, 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  display. 

SELECTION  3L 

From  the  xxxvii.  Tsalin  of  David. 
PART    I.  II.  2. 

n^HOUGH  wicked  men  grow  rich  or  great, 
-^     Yet  let  not  their  successful  state 

Thy  anger  or  thy  envy  raise  ; 
For  they,  cut  down  like  tender  grass. 
Or  like  young  flowers  away  shall  pass. 
Whose  blooming  beauty  soon  decays. 

3  Depend  on  God,  and  him  obey. 
So  thou  within  the  land  shalt  stay. 

Secure  from  danger  and  from  want : 
Make  his  com.mands  thy  chief  delight ; 
And  he,  thy  duty  to  requite. 

Shall  all  thy  earnest  wishes  grant. 
3  In  all  thy  ways  trust  thou  the  Lord, 
And  he  will  needful  help  afford. 

To  perfect  every  just  design  : 

He'll  make,  like  light,  serene  and  clear, 

Thy  clouded  innocence  appear. 

And  as  a  mid -day  sun  to  shine. 
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4  With  quiet  mind  on  God  depend, 
And  patiently  for  him  attend, 

Nor  envy  the  success  of  crime  : 
For  God  will  sinful  men  destroy ; 
While  they  his  presence  shall  enjoy. 

Who  trust  on  him  and  wait  his  time. 

PART    II.  II.    3. 

n^HE  good  man's  way  is  God's  delight : 
-*-     He  orders  all  the  steps  aright 

Of  him  that  moves  by  his  command  ; 
Though  he  sometimes  may  be  distressed. 
Yet  shall  he  ne'er  be  quite  oppress'd, 

For  God  upholds  him  with  his  hand. 

2  With  caution  shun  each  wicked  deed. 
In  virtue's  ways  with  zeal  proceed, 

And  so  prolong  your  happy  days : 
For  God,  who  judgment  loves,  does  still 
Preserve  his  saints  secure  from  ill. 

While  soon  the  wicked  race  decays. 

3  The  upright  shall  possess  the  land, 
His  portion  shall  for  ages  stand ; 

His  mouth  with  wisdom  is  supplied. 
His  tongue  by  rules  of  judgment  moves. 
His  heart  the  law  of  God  approves  ; 

Therefore  his  footsteps  never  slide. 

PART    III.  II.  2. 

rpHE  wicked  I  in  power  have  seen, 
-^     And  like  a  bay-tree  fresh  and  green, 

That  spreads  its  pleasant  branches  round 
But  he  was  gone  as  swift  as  thought ; 
And,  though  in  every  place  I  sought. 

No  sign  or  track  of  him  I  found. 

2  Observe  the  perfect  man  with  care, 

And  mark  all  such  as  upright  are; 

Their  roughest  days  in  peace  shall  end : 

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While  on  the  latter  end  of  those 
Who  dare  God's  sacred  Avill  oppose, 

A  common  ruin  shall  attend. 
3  God  to  the  just  will  aid  afford, 
Their  only'safeg-iiard  is  the  Lord, 

Their  strength  in  time  of  need  is  he : 
Because  on  him  they  still  depend. 
The  Lord  will  timely  succour  send. 

And  from  the  wicked  set  them  free. 

SELECTION  33.        CM. 

From  the  xxxviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

n^HY  chastening  wrath,  O  Lord,  restrain, 
-^    Though  I  deserve  it  all ; 
Nor  let  on  me  the  heavy  storm 
Of  thy  displeasure  fall. 

2  My  sins,  which  to  a  deluge  swell. 

My  sinking  head  o'erflow, 
And  for  my  feeble  strength  to  bear, 
Too  vast  a  burden  grow. 

3  But,  Lord,  before  thy  searching  eyes 

All  my  desires  appear; 
The  groanings  of  my  burden'd  soul 
Have  reach'd  thine  open  ear. 

4  Forsake  me  not,  O  Lord,  my  God, 

Nor  far  from  me  depart : 
Make  haste  to  my  relief,  O  thou 
IVho  my  salvation  art. 

SELECTION  33.         CM. 

From  the  xxxix.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  ORD,  let  me  know  my  term  of  days, 
■^-^  How  soon  my  life  will  end  : 
The  numerous  train  of  ills  disclose. 

Which  this  frail  state  attend. 
2  My  life,  thou  know'st,  is  but  a  span, 

A  cipher  sums  my  years  ; 

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And  every  man,  in  best  estate, 
But  vanity  appears. 

3  Man,  like  a  shadow,  vainly  walks, 

With  fruitless  cares  oppress'd  ; 
He  heaps  up  wealth,  but  cannot  tell 
By  whom  'twill  be  possess'd. 

4  Why  then  should  I  on  worthless  toys 

With  anxious  cares  attend  ? 
On  thee  alone  my  steadfast  hope 
Shall  ever,  Lord,  depend. 

5  Lord,  hear  my  cry,  accept  my  tears, 

And  listen  to  my  prayer. 
Who  sojourn  like  a  stranger  here, 
As  all  my  fathers  were. 

6  O  spare  me  yet  a  little  time  ; 

M}^  wasted  strength  restore. 
Before  I  vanish  quite  from  hence. 
And  shall  be  seen  no  more. 

SELECTION  34.        L.xAI. 

From  the  xl.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  WAITED  meekly  for  the  Lord, 
■*•  Till  he  vouchsafed  a  kind  reply; 
Who  did  his  gracious  ear  afford. 

And  heard  from  heaven  my  humble  cry. 
I  The  wonders  he  for  me  has  wrought 

ShaJl  fill  my  mouth  with  songs  of  praise  ; 
And  others,  to  his  worship  brought. 
To  hopes  of  like  deliverance  raise. 
i  For  blessings  shall  that  man  reward. 
Who  on  th'  Almighty  Lord  relies ; 
Who  treats  the  proud  with  disregard, 
And  hates  the  hypocrite's  disguise. 
I  Who  can  the  wondrous  works  recount 

Which  thou,  O  God,  for  us  hast  wrought ! 
The  treasures  of  thy  love  surmount 

The  power  of  numbers,  speech,  and  thought. 
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5  I've  learnt  that  thou  hast  not  desired 
Oflermg-s  and  sacrifice  alone  ; ' 
Nor  bloocrof  guiltless  beasts  required 
For  man's  transgression  to  atone. 
G  I  therefore  come— come  to  fulfil 
The  oracles  thy  books  impart : 
'Tis  my  delio:lit  to  do  thy  will ; 
Thy  law  is  written  in  my  heart. 

7  In  full  assemblies  I  have  told 

Thy  truth  and  righteousness  at  large  ; 
Nor  did,  thou  knovv'st,  my  lips  withhold 
From  uttering  what  thou  gav'st  in  charge 

8  Nor  kept  within  my  breast  confined 

Thy  faithfulness  and  saving  grace  : 
But  preach'd  thy  love,  for  all  design'd, 
That  all  might  that  and  truth  embrace. 

9  Then  let  those  mercies  I  declared 

To  others.  Lord,  extend  to  me  ; 
Thy  loving-kindness  my  reward, 
Thy  truth  my  safe  protection  be. 

SELECTION  35.         C.  M. 

From  the  xli.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTAPPY  the  man  whose  tender  care 
-■— ^  Relieves  the  poor  distress'd  ! 
When  troubles  compass  him  around, 

The  Lord  shall  give  him  rest. 
3  The  Lord  his  life,  with  blessings  crown'd, 

In  safety  shall  prolong  ; 
And  disappoint  the  will  of  those 

That  seek  to  do  him  wrong. 

3  If  he,  in  languishing  estate, 

Oppress'd  with  sickness  lie  ; 

The  Lord  will  easy  make  his  bed, 

And  inward  strength  supply. 

4  Secure  of  this,  to  thee,  my  God, 

I  thus  my  prayer  address'd  : 
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"Lord,  for  thy  mercy,  heal  my  soul, 
Though  I  have  much  transgress'd  " 

5  Thy  tender  care  secures  my  life 

From  danger  and  disgrace ; 
And  thou  vouchsaf'st  to  set  me  still 
Before  thy  glorious  face. 

6  Let  therefore  Israel's  Lord  and  God 

From  age  to  age  be  bless'd ; 
And  all  the  people's  glad  applause 
With  loud  Amens  express'd. 

SELECTION  36.        C.  M. 

From  the  xlil.  Psalm  of  David. 

A  S  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams, 
-^  When  heated  in  the  chase ; 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  C4od, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ; 
O,  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face. 
Thou  Majesty  divine? 

3  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Trust  God  ;  who  will  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  these  sighs 
To  thankful  hymns  of  joy. 

4  God  of  my  strength,  how  long  shall  I, 

Like  one  forgotten,  mourn  ; 

Forlorn,  forsaken,  and  exposed 

To  my  oppressor's  scorn  ? 

5  My  heart  is  pierced,  as  v/ith  a  sword. 

While  thus  my  foes  upbraid  : 
"Vain  boaster,  where  is  now  thy  God  ? 
And  where  his  promised  aid  ?" 

6  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Hope  still  ;  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
Thy  health's  eternal  spring. 


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SELECTION  37.         II.  5. 

From  the  xlii.  Psalm  of  David. 

A  S  pants  the  wearied  hart  for  coolmg  springs, 

-^  That  sinks  exhausted  in  the  summer's  chase, 

So  pants  my  soul  for  thee,  great  King  of  kings, 

So  thirsts  to  reach  thy  sacred  dwelling  place. 

2  Why  throb,  my  heart  ?  why  sink,  my  saddening 

soul  ? 
Why  droop  to  earth,  with  various  woes  op- 

press'd  ? 
My  years  shall  yet  in  blissful  circles  roll. 
And  peace  be  yet  an  inmate  of  this  breast. 

3  Lord,  thy  sure  mercies,  ever  in  my  sight, 

My  heart  shall  gladden  through  the  tedious 
day. 
And  midst  the  dark  and  gloomy  shades  of  night. 
To  thee,  my  God,  I'll  tune  the  grateful  lay. 

4  Why  faint,  my  soul  1  why  doubt  Jehovah's  aid  ? 

Thy  God  the  God  of  mercy  still  shall  prove  ; 
Within  his  courts  thy  thanks  shall  yet  be  paid  : 
Unquestion'd  be  his  faithfulness  and  love. 

SELECTION  38.         L.  M. 

From  the  xliii.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  ET  me  with  light  and  truth  be  bless'd ; 
-*-^  Be  these  my  guides  to  lead  the  way, 
Till  on  Thy  holy  hill  I  rest. 

And  in  thy  sacred  temple  pray. 

2  Then  will  I  there  fresh  altars  raise 

To  God,  who  is  my  only  joy ; 
And  well-tuned  harps,  with  songs  of  praise, 
Shall  all  my  grateful  hours  employ. 

3  Why  then  cast  down,  m}^  soul?  and  why 

So  much  oppress'd  with  anxious  care  ? 
On  God,  thy  God,  for  aid  rely, 
Who  will  thy  ruin'd  state  repair. 


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SELECTION  89.    C.  M. 

From  the  xlv.  Psalm  of  David. 

TT^HILE  I  the  King's  loud  praise  renearse, 

'  *     Indited  by  my  heart, 
My  tongue  is  like  the  pen  of  him 
That  Avrites  with  ready  art. 

2  How  matchless  is  thy  form,  O  King ! 

Thy  mouth  with  grace  o'erflows  ; 
Because  fresh  blessings  God  on  thee 
Eternally  bestows. 

3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  most  mighty  Prince ; 

And  clad  in  rich  array, 
With  glorious  ornaments  of  power, 
Majestic  pomp  display. 

4  Ride  on  in  state,  and  still  protect 

The  meek,  the  just,  and  true  ; 
Whilst  thy  right  hand,  with  swift  revenge, 
Does  ail  thy  foes  pursue. 

5  How  sharp  thy  weapons  are  to  them 

That  dare  thy  power  despise  ! 
Down,  down  they  fall,  while  through  their 
heart 
The  piercing  arrow  flies. 
G  But  thy  firm  throne,  O  God,  is  fix'd, 
For  ever  to  endure  ; 
Thy  sceptre's  sway  shall  always  last, 
By  righteous  laws  secure. 

7  Because  thy  heart,  by  justice  led, 

Did  upright  ways  approve. 
And  hated  still  the  crooked  paths. 
Where  wandering  sinners  rove  : 

8  Therefore  did  God,  thy  God,  on  thee 

The  oil  of  gladness  shed  ; 
And  has,  above  thy  fellows  round. 
Advanced  thy  lofty  head. 


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SELECTION  40.         II.  2. 

From  the  xlvi.  Tsalin  of  David. 

OD  is  our  refuge  in  distress, 
A  present  help  when  dangers  press, 
In  him,  undaunted  we'll  confide  ; 


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Though  earth  were  from  her  centre  tost, 
And  mountains  in  the  ocean  lost, 

Torn  piece-meal  by  the  roaring  tide. 

2  A  gentler  stream  with  gladness  still 
The  city  of  our  Lord  shall  fill. 

The  royal  seat  of  God  most  high  : 
God  dwells  in  Sion,  whose  fair  towers 
Shall  mock  th'  assaults  of  earthly  powers. 

While  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

3  Submit  to  God's  almighty  sway, 
For  him  the  heathen  shall  obey, 

And  earth  her  sovereign  Lord  confess: 
The  God  of  hosts  cQjiducts  our  arms, 
Our  tower  of  refuge  in  alarms. 

As  to  our  fathers  in  distress. 

SELECTION  41.         L.  M. 

From  the  xlvii.  Psahn  of  David. 

r\  ALL  ye  people,  clap  your  hands, 
^-^  And  with  triumphant  voices  sing  ; 
No  force  the  mighty  power  withstands 
Of  God,  the  universal  King. 

2  He  shall  assaulting  foes  repel. 

And  with  success  our  battles  fight ; 
Shall  fix  the  place  were  we  must  dwell. 
The  pride  of  Jacob,  his  delight. 

3  God  is  gone  up,  our  Lord  and  King, 

With  shouts  of  joy,  and  trumpet's  sound 
To  him  repeated  praises  sing, 

And  let  the  cheerful  song  lebound. 

4  Your  utmost  skill  in  praise  be  shoAvn, 

For  him  who  all  the  world  commands; 
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Who  sits  upon  his  rig-hteoiis  throne, 

And  spreads  his  sway  o'er  heathen  lands, 

SELECTION  42.        C.  M. 

From  the  xlviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

nnHE  Lord,  the  only  God,  is  great, 
-*-    And  greatly  to  be  praised 
In  Sion,  on  whose  happy  mount 
His  sacred  throne  is  raised. 

2  In  Sion  we  have  seen  perform'd 

A  work  that  was  foretold, 
In  pledge  that  God,  for  times  to  come, 
His  city  will  uphold. 

3  Let  Sion's  mount  with  joy  resound  ; 

Her  daughters  all  be  taught 
In  songs  his  judgments  to  extol, 
Who  this  deliverance  wrought. 

4  Compass  her  walls  in  solemn  pomp, 

Your  eyes  quite  round  her  cast ; 
Count  all  her  towers,  and  see  if  there 
You  find  one  stone  displaced. 

5  Her  forts  and  palaces  survey, 

Observe  their  order  well ; 
That  to  the  ages  yet  to  come 
His  wonders  you  may  tell. 

6  This  God  is  ours,  and  will  be  ours. 

Whilst  we  in  him  confide  ; 
Who,  as  he  has  preserved  us  now, 
Till  death  will  be  our  guide. 

SELECTION  43. 

From  the  1.  Tsalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  II.    2. 

npHE  Lord  hath  spoke,  the  mighty  God 
-*-    Hath  sent  his  summons  all  abroad. 
From  dawning  light  till  day  declines : 

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The  listening-  earth  his  voice  hath  heard, 
And  he  from  Sion  hath  appear'd 
Where  beauty  in  perfection  shines. 

2  Our  God  shall  come,  and  keep  no  more 
Misconstrued  silence  as  before, 

But  wasting-  flames  before  him  send ; 
Around  shall  tempests  fiercely  rage, 
Whilst  he  does  heaven  and  earth  engage 

His  just  tribunal  to  attend. 

3  Assemble  all  my  saints  to  me, 
(Thus  runs  the  great  divine  decree,) 

That  in  my  lasting  covenant  live, 
And  offerings  bring  with  constant  care  : 
The  heavens  his  justice  shall  declare. 

For  God  himself  shall  sentence  give. 

PART  II.  II.  2. 

A  TTEND,  my  people  ;  Israel,  hear  ; 
-^^  Thy  strong  accuser  I'll  appear; 

Thy  God,  thine  only  God,  am  I: 
'Tis  not  of  ofTerings  I  complain. 
Which,  daily  in  my  temple  slain, 
My  sacred  altar  did  supply. 

2  The  sacrifices  I  require 

Are  hearts  which  love  and  zeal  inspire. 

And  vows  with  strictest  care  made  good: 
In  time  of  trouble  call  on  me. 
And  I  will  set  thee  safe  and  free. 

And  thou  shalt  praise  thy  gracious  God. 

3  Consider  this,  ye  thoughtless  men  ! 
My  vengeance  shall  not  fall  in  vain, 

x\nd  none  will  dare  your  cause  to  own : 
Who  praises  me  due  honour  gives; 
And  to  the  man  that  justly  lives 

My  strong  salvation  shall  be  shown. 
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SELECTION  44.    S.  M. 

From  the  li.  Psalm  of  David. 

XT  AVE  mercy,  Lord,  on  me, 
-*-^  As  thou  wert  ever  kind  ; 
Let  me,  oppress'd  with  loads  of  guilt, 
Thy  wonted  mercy  find. 

2  Wash  off  my  foul  ofTence, 

And  cleanse  me  from  my  sin ; 

For  I  confess  my  crime,  and  see 

How  great  my  guilt  has  been. 

3  Against  thee.  Lord,  alone. 

And  only  in  thy  sight, 
Have  I  transgress'd ;  and,  though  condemned, 
Must  own  thy  judgment  right. 

4  In  guilt  each  part  was  form'd 

Of  all  this  sinful  frame  ; 
In  guilt  I  was  conceived,  and  born 
The  heir  of  sin  and  shame. 

5  Yet,  Lord,  thy  searching  eye 

Does  invrard  truth  require  ; 
And  secretly  with  wisdom's  laws 
My  soul  thou  wilt  inspire. 

6  With  hyssop  purge  me.  Lord, 

And  so  I  clean  shall  be  : 
I  shall  with  snow  in  whiteness  vie, 
When  purified  by  thee. 

7  Make  me  to  hear  with  joy 

Thy  kind  forgiving  voice  ; 
That  so  the  bones  which  thou  hast  broke 
May  with  fresh  strength  rejoice. 

8  Blot  out  my  crying  sins. 

Nor  me  in  anger  view : 
Create  in  me  a  heart  that's  clean, 
An  upright  mind  renew. 

9  Withdraw  not  thou  thy  help. 

Nor  cast  me  from  thy  sight ; 
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Nor  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  take 
His  everlasting  flight. 

10  The  joy  thy  favour  gives 

Let  me,  O  Lord,  regain, 
And  thy  free  Spirit's  firm  support 
My  fainting  soul  sustain. 

11  So  I  thy  righteous  ways 

To  sinners  will  impart ; 
Whilst  my  advice  shall  wicked  men 
To  thy  just  laws  convert. 

12  Could  sacrifice  atone. 

Whole  flocks  and  herds  should  die, 
But  on  such  offerings  thou  disdain'st 
To  cast  a  gracious  eye. 

13  A  broken  spirit  is 

By  God  most  highly  prized ; 
By  him  a  broken,  contrite  heart 
Shall  never  be  despised. 

14  Let  Sion  favour  find, 

Of  thy  good  will  assured  ; 
And  thy  own  city  flourish  long, 
By  lofty  walls  secured. 

15  The  just  shall  then  attend, 

And  pleasing  tribute  pay; 
And  sacrifice  of  choicest  kind 
Upon  thine  altar  lay. 

SELECTION  45.         CM. 

From  the  Iv.  Psalm  of  David. 

f~^  IVE  ear,  thou  Judge  of  all  the  earth, 

^^  And  listen  when  I  pray  ; 

Nor  from  thy  humble  suppliant  turn 

Th};-  glorious  face  away. 
I  My  heart  is  pain'd  :  the  shades  of  death 

Their  terrors  round  me  spread  ; 
While  fearful  tremblings  seize  my  breast 

Horrors  o'erwhelm  my  head. 

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3  And  thus  I  breathe  my  heavy  sigh 

To  him  who  hears  above  : 
"O  that  my  soul  on  wings  could  fly, 
And  emulate  the  dove  ! 

4  "  Swift  I'd  escape,  and  flee  afa^, 

Some  secret  place  to  find. 
Hide  from  the  world's  distracting  care, 
And  rest  my  weary  mind : 

5  "I'd  wing  my  everlasting  flight. 

Bidding  the  world  farewell, 
From  sin  and  strife,  to  realms  of  light, 
Where  peace  and  quiet  dwell." 

6  Thus  will  I  call  on  God,  who  still 

Shall  in  my  aid  appear ; 
At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  I'll  pray. 
And  he  my  voice  shall  hear. 

SELECTION  46.        CM. 

From  the  Ivi.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  ORD,  though  at  times  surprised  by  fear, 
-^   On  danger's  first  alarm. 
Yet  still  for  succour  I  depend 
On  thy  almighty  arm. 

2  God's  faithful  promise  I  shall  praise, 

On  which  I  now  rely ; 
In  God  I  trust,  and,  trusting  him, 
The  arm  of  flesh  defy. 

3  I'll  trust  God's  word,  and  so  despise 

The  force  that  man  can  raise  ; 
To  thee,  O  God,  my  vows  are  due. 
To  thee  I'll  render  praise. 

4  Thou  hast  retrieved  my  soul  from  death, 

And  thou  wilt  still  secure 

The  life  thou  hast  so  oft  preserved. 

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5  That  thus,  protected  by  thj^  power, 
I  may  thy  light  enjoy; 
And  in  the  service  of  my  God 
My  leng-then'd  days  employ. 

SELECTION  47.        L.  M. 

From  the  Ivii.  Psalm  of  David. 

f\  GOD,  my  heart  is  fix'd,  'tis  bent, 
^-^  Its  thankful  tribute  to  present ; 
And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice  I'll  raise 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 

2  Awake,  my  glory ;  harp  and  lute, 
No  longer  let  your  strings  be  mute : 
And  I,  my  tuneful  part  to  take. 
Will  with  the  early  dawn  awake. 

3  Thy  praises.  Lord,  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round : 
Thy  mercy  highest  heaven  transcends, 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 

4  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high ; 
And  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky. 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  display'd. 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obey'd. 

SELECTION  48.        L.  M. 

From  the  Ixii.  Psalm  of  David. 

lyrY  soul,  for  help  on  Grod  rely, 
■^  -"^  On  him  alone  thy  trust  repose ; 
My  rock  and  health  will  strength  supply, 

To  bear  the  shock  of  all  my  foes. 
3  God  does  his  saving  health  dispense. 

And  flowing  blessings  daily  send  ; 
He  is  my  fortress  and  defence, 

On  him  my  soul  shall  still  depend. 
3  In  him,  ye  people,  always  trust ; 

Before  his  throne  pour  out  your  hearts 
For  God,  the  merciful  and  just. 

His  timely  aid  to  us  imparts. 

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4  The  Lord  has  oft  his  will  express'd, 

And  I  this  truth  have  fully  known  ; 
To  be  of  boundless  power  possess'd, 
Belongs  of  right  to  God  alone. 

5  Though  mercy  is  his  darling  grace, 

In  which  he  chiefly  takes  delight ; 
Yet  he  will  all  the  human  race 
According  to  their  works  requite. 

SELECTION  49.         II.  2. 

From  the  Ixiii.  Psalm  of  David. 

r^  GOD,  my  gracious  God,  to  thee 

^^  My  morning  prayers  shall  ofler'd  be, 

For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  does  pant ; 
My  fainting  flesh  implores  thy  grace, 
As  in  a  dry  and  barren  place, 

Where  I  refreshing  waters  want. 

2  O,  to  my  longing  eyes  once  more. 
That  view  of  glorious  power  restore. 

Which  thy  majestic  house  displays  : 
Because  to  me  thy  wondrous  love 
Than  life  itself  does  dearer  prove, 

My  lips  shall  always  speak  thy  praise. 

3  My  life,  while  I  that  life  enjoy, 
In  blessing  God  I  will  employ. 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  Name  : 
As  with  its  choicest  food  supplied. 
My  soul  shall  be  full  satisfied. 

While  I  with  joy  his  praise  proclaim. 

4  When  down  I  lie,  sweet  sleep  to  find. 
Thou,  Lord,  art  present  to  my  mind. 

And  when  I  wake  in  dead  of  night ; 
Because  thou  still  dost  succour  bring, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  Aving 

I  rest  with  safety  and  delight. 

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SELECTION  50. 

From  tho  Ixv.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  L.    M. 

"17  OR  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise 
-^     In  Sion  waits,  thy  chosen  seat ; 
Our  promised  altars  there  we'll  raise, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 

2  Thou,  who  to  every  humble  prayer 

Dost  always  bend  thy  listening-  ear, 
To  thee  shall  all  mankind  repair. 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear. 

3  Our  sins,  though  numberless,  in  vain 

To  stop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 
Whilst  thou  o'erlook'st  the  guilty  stain. 
And  washest  out  the  crimson  dye. 

4  Blest  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  placed. 

Within  thy  sacred  dwelling  lives  ! 
'Tis  there  abundantly  we  taste 

The  vast  delights  thy  temple  gives. 

PART  II.  L.  M. 

T  ORD,  from  thy  unexhausted  store, 
■^^  Thy  rain  relieves  the  thirsty  ground; 
Makes  lands,  that  barren  were  before, 
With  corn  and  useful  fruits  abound. 

2  On  rising  ridges  down  it  pours. 

And  every  furrow'd  valley  fills : 
Thou  mak'st  them  soft  with  gentle  showers. 
In  which  a  blest  increase  distils. 

3  Thy  goodness  does  the  circling  year 

With  fresh  returns  of  plenty  crown  ; 
And  where  thy  glorious  paths  appear. 
The  fruitful  clouds  drop  fatness  down. 

4  They  drop  on  barren  deserts,  changed 

By  them  to  pastures  fresh  and  green : 
The  hills  about,  in  order  ranged, 
In  beauteous  robes  of  joy  are  seen. 
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5  Larg-e  flocks  with  fleecy  wool    adorn 

The  cheerful  downs  ;  the  valleys  bring 
A  plenteous  crop  of  fuU-ear'd  corn, 
And  seem,  for  joy,  to  shout  and  sing. 

SELECTION  51. 

From  the  Ixvi.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  C.    M. 

T  ET  all  the  lands,  with  shouts  of  joy, 
-^-^  To  God  their  voices  laise  ; 
Sing  psahns  in  honour  of  his  Name, 
And  spread  his  glorious  praise. 

2  And  let  them  say,  How  dreadful,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  works,  art  thou ! 
To  thy  great  power  thy  stubborn  foes 
Shall  all  be  forced  to  bow. 

3  Through  all  the  earth,  the  nations  round 

Shall  thee  their  God  confess; 
And,  with  glad  hymns,  their  awful  dread 
Of  thy  great  Name  express. 

4  O  come,  behold  the  works  of  God, 

And  then  with  me  you'll  own 
That  he  to  all  the  sons  of  men 
Has  wondrous  judgment  shown. 

5  O  all  ye  nations,  bless  our  God, 

And  loudly  speak  his  praise  ; 
Who  keeps  our  souls  alive,  and  stil 
Confirms  our  steadfast  ways. 

PART    II.  C.    M. 

IVTY  offerings  to  God's  house  I'll  bring, 

-^        And  there  my  vows  will  pay. 

Which  I  with  solemn  zeal  did  make 

In  trouble's  dismal  day. 

2  O  come,  all  ye  that  fear  the  Lord, 

Attend  with  heedful  care, 

Whilst  I  what  God  for  me  has  done 

With  grateful  joy  declare. 
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3  As  I  before  his  aid  implored, 

So  now  I  praise  his  Name  ; 
But,  if  my  heart  to  sin  incline. 
My  prayer  will  God  disclaim. 

4  But  God  to  me,  whene'er  I  cried, 

His  gracious  ear  did  bend. 

And  to  the  voice  of  my  request 

With  constant  love  attend. 

5  Then  bless'd  for  ever  be  my  God, 

Who  never,  when  I  pray, 
Withholds  his  mercy  from  my  soul, 
Nor  turns  his  face  away. 

SELECTION  52.         S.  M. 

From  the  Ixvii.  Psalm  of  David. 

'T^O  bless  thy  chosen  race, 
-*-    In  mercy,  Lord,  inchne  ; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine  : 
2  That  so  thy  wondrous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
While  distant  lands  their  tribute  pay, 
And  thy  salvation  own. 
8  Let  differing  nations  join 
To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praise  thy  glorious  Name. 

4  O  let  them  shout  and  sing. 

With  joy  and  pious  mirth  ; 
For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

5  Let  differing  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  all  the  world,  O  Lord,  combine 
To  praise  thy  glorious  Name. 

6  Then  God  upon  our  land 

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And  all  the  world  in  awe  shall  stand 
Of  his  resistless  power. 

SELECTION  53.        L.  M. 

From  the  Ixviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

npHE  servants  of  Jehovah's  will 
-*-    His  favour's  gentle  beams  enjoy  ; 
Their  upright  hearts  let  gladness  fill, 

And  cheerful  songs  their  tongues  employ. 

2  To  him  your  voice  in  anthems  raise, 

Jehovah's  awful  name  he  bears ; 
In  him  rejoice,  extol  his  praise. 

Who  rides  upon  high-rolling  spheres. 

3  His  chariots  numberless,  his  powers 

Are  heavenly  hosts,  that  wait  his  will ; 
His  presence  now  fills  Sion's  towers. 
As  once  it  honour'd  Sinai's  hill. 

4  Ascending  high,  in  triumph  thou 

Captivity  hast  captive  led. 
And  on  thy  people  didst  bestow 
Thy  gifts  and  graces  freely  shed. 

5  E'en  rebels  shall  partake  thy  grace, 

And  humble  proselytes  repair 
To  worship  at  thy  dwelling-place. 

And  all  the  world  pay  homage  there. 
0  For  benefits  each  day  bestow'd, 

Be  daily  his  great  Name  adored. 
Who  is  our  Saviour  and  our  God, 

Of  life  and  death  the  sovereign  Lord. 

SELECTION  54. 

From  the  Ixix.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  L.   M. 

Q  AVE  me,  O  God,  from  waves  that  roll 

And  press  to  overwhelm  my  soul  : 
With  painful  stops  in  mire  I  tread. 
And  deluges  o'erllow  my  head. 

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2  O  Lord,  to  thee  I  will  repair 

For  help,  with  humble,  timely  prayer; 
Relieve  me  from  thy  mercy's  store, 
Display  thy  truth's  preserving  power. 

3  From  threatening-  dangers  me  relieve, 
And  from  the  mire  my  feet  retrieve ; 
From  all  my  foes  in  safety  keep. 
And  snatch  me  from  the  raging  deep. 

4  Lord,  hear  the  humble  prayer  I  make, 
For  thy  transcending  goodness'  sake; 
Relieve  thy  supplicant  once  more 
From  thy  abounding  mercy's  store. 

5  Reproach  and  grief  have  broke  my  heart ; 
I  look'd  for  some  to  take  my  part, 

To  pity,  or  relieve  my  pain  ; 
But  look'd,  alas  !  for  both  in  vain. 

6  With  hunger  pined,  for  food  I  call, 
Instead  of  food  they  give  me  gall ; 
And  when  with  thirst  my  spirits  sink, 
They  give  me  vinegar  to  drink. 

7  For  new  afflictions  they  procured 
For  him, who  had  thy  stripes  endured  • 
And  made  the  wounds  thy  scourge  had  torn, 
10  bleed  afresh  with  sharper  scorn. 

PART    II.  L.    M. 

Al^n.f  "^'  ^0^^^'e'er  distressed  and  poor, 
1  hj  strong  salvation  shall  restore  : 

Thy  power  with  songs  I'll  then  proclaim, 

And  celebrate  with  thanks  thy  Name. 
2  Our  God  shall  this  m.ore  highly  prize 

Than  herds  or  flocks  in  sacrifice  ; 

Which  humble  saints  with  joy  shall  see, 

And  hope  for  like  redress  with  me. 
?  For  God  regards  the  poor's  complaint, 

And  frees  the  captive  from  restraint  : 


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Let  heaven,  earth,  sea,  their  voices  raise, 
And  all  the  world  resound  his  praise. 

SELECTION  55.         C.  M. 

From  the  Ixxi.  Psalm  of  David. 

TN  thee  I  put  my  steadfast  trust, 
-^  Defend  me,  Lord,  from  shame  : 
Incline  thine  ear,  and  save  my  soul. 
For  righteous  is  thy  Name. 

2  Be  thou  my  strong  abiding-place. 

To  which  I  may  resort : 
Thy  promise.  Lord,  is  my  defence. 
Thou  art  mj  rock  and  fort. 

3  My  steadfast  and  unchanging  hope, 

Shall  on  thy  power  depend; 

And  I  in  grateful  songs  of  praise 

My  time  to  come  will  spend. 

4  Thy  righteous  acts  and  saving  health 

My  mouth  shall  still  declare  ; 
Unable  yet  to  count  them  all, 

Though  summ'd  with  utmost  care. 

5  While  God  vouchsafes  me  his  support, 

I'll  in  his  strength  go  on ; 
All  other  righteousness  disclaim, 

And  mention  his  alone. 
(3  Thou,  Lord,  hast  taught  me  from  my  youth, 

To  praise  thy  glorious  Name  ; 
And  ever  since,  thy  wondrous  works 

Have  been  my  constant  theme. 

7  Therefore,  with  psaltery  and  harp. 

Thy  truth,  O  Lord,  I'll  praise ; 
To  thee,  the  God  of  Jacob's  race. 
My  voice  in  anthems  raise. 

8  Then  joy  shall  fill  my  mouth,  and  songs 

Employ  my  cheerful  voice  ; 
My  grateful  soul,  by  thee  rcdeem-'d, 
Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice. 
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SELECTION  56.         C.  M. 

From  the  Ixxii.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  O  !  hills  and  mountains  shall  bring*  forth 
-"-^  The  happy  fruits  of  peace  ; 
Which  all  the  land  shall  own  to  be 

The  work  of  righteousness  : 
While  David's  Son  our  needy  race 

Shall  rule  with  gentle  sway  ; 
And  from  their  humble  neck  shall  take 

Oppressive  yokes  away. 
In  every  heart  thy  awful  fear 

Shall  then  be  rooted  fast, 
As  long-  as  sun  and  moon  endure, 

Or  time  itself  shall  last. 
He  shall  descend  like  rain,  that  cheers 

The  meadow's  second  birth; 
Or  like  warm  showers  whose  gentle  drops 

Refresh  the  thirsty  earth. 
In  his  blest  days  the  just  and  good 

Shall  spring  up  all  around  : 
The  happy  land  shall  every  v/here 

With  endless  peace  abound. 
His  uncontroU'd  dominion  shall 

From  sea  to  sea  extend  ; 
Begin  at  proud  Euphrates'  stream, 

At  nature's  limits  end. 
To  him  the  savage  nations  round 

Shall  bow  their  servile  heads  ; 
His  vanquish'd  foes  shall  lick  the  dust, 

Where  he  his  conquest  spreads. 
The  kings  of  Tarshish  and  the  isles 

Shall  costly  jw^esents  bring  ; 
From  spicy  Sheoa  gifts  shall  come, 

And  wealthy  Saba's  king. 
To  him  shall  every  king  on  earth 

His  humble  homage  pay  ; 
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And  differing  nations  gladly  join 
To  own  his  righteous  sway. 

10  For  he  shall  set  the  needy  free, 

When  they  for  succour  cry  ; 
Shall  save  the  helpless  and  the  poor, 
And  all  their  wants  supply. 

11  For  him  shall  constant  prayer  be  made, 

Through  all  his  prosperous  days  : 
His  just  dominion  shall  afford 
A  lasting  theme  of  praise. 
13  The  memory  of  his  glorious  Name 
Through  endless  years  shall  run ; 
His  spotless  fame  shall  shine  as  bright 
And  lasting  as  the  sun. 

13  In  him  the  nations  of  the  world 

Shall  be  completely  bless'd. 

And  his  unbounded  happiness 

By  every  tongue  confess'd. 

14  Then  bless'd  be  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 

The  God  whom  Israel  fears  : 
Who  only  wondrous  in  his  works 
Beyond  compare,  appears. 

15  Let  earth  be  with  his  glory  fill'd. 

For  ever  bless  his  Name  ; 
Whilst  to  his  praise  the  listening  world 
Their  glad  assent  proclaim. 

SELECTION  57.        L.  M. 

From  the  Ixxiii.  Psalm  of  David. 

'HY  presence,  Lord,  hath  me  supplied. 
Thou  my  right  hand  support  dost  give  ; 
Thou  first  shalt  with  thy  counsel  guide. 

And  then  to  glory  me  r*eive. 
Whom  then  in  heaven,  but  thee  alone. 

Have  I,  whose  favour  I  require  ? 

Throughout  the  spacious  earth  there's  none. 

Compared  with  thee,  that  I  desire. 
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3  My  trembling  flesh  and  aching  heart 

May  often  fail  to  succour  me  ; 
But  God  shall  imvard  strength  impart, 
And  my  eternal  portion  be. 

4  For  they  that  far  from  thee  remove 

Shall  into  sudden  ruin  fall ; 
If  after  other  gods  they  rove, 

Thy  vengeance  shall  destroy  them  all. 

5  But  as  for  me,  'tis  good  and  just 

That  I  should  still  to  C4od  repair ; 
In  him  I  always  put  my  trust, 

And  will  his  wondrous  works  declare. 

SELECTION  58.         C.  M. 

From  tlie  Ixxiv.  Psalm  of  David. 

'piIINE  is  the  cheerful  day,  O  Lord  ; 
-*-    Thine  the  return  of  night  ; 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  glorious  sun 

And  every  feebler  light. 
3  By  thee  the  borders  of  the  earth 

In  perfect  order  stand  ; 
The  summer's  warmth  and  winter's  cold 

Attend  on  thy  command. 

SELECTION  59.         IV.  1. 

From  the  Ixxvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

'pHEName  of  our  God 
■^    In  Israel  is  known  ; 
His  mansion  beloved 

Is  Sion  alone  : 
There  broke  he  the  arrows 

The  enemy  hurl'd. 
And  honour'd  his  mountain 

Above  all  the  world. 
2  The  pride  of  thy  foes 

Is  turn'd  to  thy  praise  ; 
Their  fierceness  o'erruled 

Thy  providence  sways  ; 

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Their  sin  overflowing 

Thy  power  will  restrain  • 
Thy  arm  on  the  wicked 

New  glory  will  gain. 
3  Ye  nations,  to  God 

Vow  homage  sincere  ; 
Devote  to  him  gifts, 

Love,  worship,  and  fear : 
Before  him,  ye  mighty, 

Your  spirits  repress  ; 
Ye  high,  and  ye  humble, 

His  wonders  confess  ! 

SELECTION  60.         C.  M. 

From  the  Ixxviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTEAR,  O  my  people ;  to  my  law 
-*--*-  Devout  attention  lend; 
Let  the  instruction  of  my  mouth 
Deep  in  your  hearts  descend. 

2  My  tongue  shall  oracles  proclaim 

Which  ancient  times  have  knoAvn  ; 
The  truths  which  our  forefathers'  care 
To  us  has  handed  down. 

3  We  will  not  hide  them  from  our  sons, 

Our  offspring  shall  be  taught 
The  praises  of  the  Lord,  whose  strength 
Has  works  of  wonder  wrought. 

4  For  Jacob  he  his  law  ordain'd. 

His  league  with  Israel  made  ; 

With  charge  to  be  from  age  to  age, 

From  race  to  race,  convey'd  ; 

5  That  generations  yet  to  come 

Should  to  their  unborn  heirs 
Religiously  transmit  the  same, 
And  they  again  to  theirs. 

6  To  teach  them  that  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 


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That  they  should  ne'er  his  works  forget, 
But  keep  his  just  commands. 

SELECTION  61.        L.  M. 

From  the  Ixxx.  Psalm  of  David. 

r\  THOU  v/hom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
^^  How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn  ? 
How  long  thy  suffering  people  pray, 
And  to  their  prayers  have  no  return  ? 

2  Thou  brought'st  a  vine  from  Egypt's  land , 

And,  casting  out  the  heathen  race. 
Didst  plant  it  with  thine  own  right  hand, 
And  firmly  fix  it  in  their  place. 

3  Before  it  thou  prepared'st  the  way. 

And  mad'st  it  take  a  lasting  root. 

Which,  bless'd  with  thy  indulgent  ray. 

O'er  all  the  land  did  widely  shoot. 

4  The  hills  were  cover'd  with  its  shade. 

Its  goodly  boughs  did  cedars  seem ; 
Its  branches  to  the  sea  were  spread. 

And  reach'd  to  proud  Euphrates'  stream. 

5  To  thee,  O  God  of  hosts,  we  pray. 

Thy  w-onted  goodness.  Lord,  renew  ; 
From  heaven,  thy  throne,  this  vine  survey, 
And  her  sad  state  with  pity  view. 

6  Behold  the  vineyard  made  by  thee. 

Which  thy  right  hand  did  guard  so  long ; 
And  keep  that  branch  from  danger  free, 
Which  for  thyself  thou  mad'st  so  strong. 

7  Do  thou  convert  us,  Lord,  do  thou 

The  lustre  of  thy  face  display ; 
And  all  the  ills  we  suffer  now. 

Like  scatter'd  clouds  shall  pass  away. 
SELECTION  62.        C.  M. 

From  the  Ixxxi.  Psalm  of  David. 

'pO  God,  our  never-faihng  strength, 
-^    With  loud  applauses  sing  : 

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And  jointly  make  a  cheerful  noise 
To  Jacob's  awful  King. 

2  Compose  a  hymn  of  praise,  and  touch 

Your  instruments  of  joy  ; 
Let  psalteries  and  tuneful  harps 
Your  grateful  skill  employ. 

3  Let  trumpets  at  the  festival 

Their  joyful  voices  raise, 
To  celebrate  th'  appointed  time, 
The  solemn  day  of  praise. 

4  For  this  a  statute  was  of  old, 

Which  Jacob's  God  decreed 
To  be  with  pious  care  observed, 
By  Israel's  chosen  seed. 

SELECTION  6S,         C.  M. 

From  the  Ixxxiv.  Psalm  of  David. 

f^  GOD  of  hosts,  the  mighty  Lord, 
^-^  How  lovely  is  the  place 
Where  thou,  enthroned  in  glory,  show'st 
The  brightness  of  thy  face  ! 

2  My  longing  soul  faints  with  desire 

To  view  thy  blest  abode ; 
My  panting  heart  and  flesh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God. 

3  The  birds,  more  happy  far  than  I, 

Around  thy  temple  throng  ; 
Securely  there  they  build,  and  there 
Securely  hatch  their  young. 

4  O  Lord  of  hosts,  my  king  and  God, 

How  highly  bless'd  are  they. 

Who  in  thy  temple  always  dwell. 

And  there  thy  praise  display  ! 

5  Thrice  happy  they,  whose  choice  has  thee 

Their  sure  protection  made. 

Who  long  to  tread  the  sacred  ways 

That  to  thy  dwelling  lead ! 
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6  Who  pass  through  parch'd  and  thirsty  vales, 

Yet  no  refreshment  want ; 
Then-  pools  are  fill'd  with  rain,  which  thou 
At  their  request  dost  grant. 

7  Thus  they  proceed  from  strength  to  strength, 

And  still  approach  more  near; 
Till  all  on  Sion's  holy  mount 
Before  their  God  appear. 

8  Within  thy  courts  one  single  day 

'Tis  better  to  attend, 
Than,  Lord,  in  any  other  place 

A  thousand  days  to  spend. 
0  Much  rather  in  God's  house  will  I 

The  meanest  office  take, 
Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  sin 

My  pompous  dwelling  make. 

10  For  God,  who  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 
From  them  that  justly  live. 

11  Thou,  God,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 

How  highly  bless'd  is  he. 
Whose  hope  and  trust,  securely  placed. 
Are  still  reposed  on  thee. 

SELECTION  64.         C.  M. 

From  the  Ixxxv.  Psalm  of  David. 

f\  GOD  our  Saviour,  all  our  hearts 

^^  To  thy  obedience  turn  ; 

That,  quench'd  with  our  repenting  tears, 

Thy  wrath  no  more  may  burn. 
2  For  why  shouldst  thou  be  angry  still, 

And  wrath  so  long  retain? 
Revive  us.  Lord,  and  let  thy  saints 

Thy  wonted  comfort  gain. 
'^  '^%  gracious  favour.  Lord,  display. 

Which  we  have  long  implored; 
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And,  for  thy  wondrous  mercy's  sake, 
Thy  wonted  aid  afford. 

4  God's  answer  patiently  I'll  wait ; 

For  he  with  glad  success, 
If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn, 
His  mourning  saints  will  bless. 

5  To  all  that  fear  God's  holy  Name 

His  sure  salvation's  near; 
His  glory  in  our  happy  land 
For  ever  shall  appear. 

6  For  mercy  now  with  truth  is  join'd  ; 

And  righteousness  with  peace, 
Like  kind  companions,  absent  long. 
With  friendly  arms  embrace. 

7  Truth  from  the  earth  shall  spring,  whilst  heaven 

Shall  streams  of  justice  pour; 
And  God,  from  whom  all  goodness  flows. 
Shall  endless  plenty  shower. 

8  Before  him  righteousness  shall  march, 

And  his  just  paths  prepare; 

While  we  his  holy  steps  pursue 

With  constant  zeal  and  care. 

SELECTION  65.         C.  M. 

From  the  Ixxxvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

'T'>0  my  complaint,  O  Lord  my  God, 
-^    Thy  gracious  ear  incline  ; 
Hear  me,  distress'd  and  destitute 
Of  all  relief  but  thine. 

2  Do  thou,  O  God,  preserve  my  soul. 

That  does  thy  Name  adore  ; 
Thy  servant  keep,  and  him  whose  trust 
Relies  on  thee,  restore. 

3  To  me,  who  daily  thee  invoke, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Refresh  thy  servant's  soul,  whose  hopes 
On  thee  alone  depend. 


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4  Thou,  Lord,  art  good;  nor  only  good, 

But  prompt  to  pardon,  too  ; 
Of  plenteous  mercy  to  all  those 
Who  for  thy  mercy  sue. 

5  To  my  repeated  humble  prayer, 

O  Lord,  attentive  be  ; 
When  troubled,  I  on  thee  will  call, 
For  thou  wilt  answer  me. 

6  Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee, 

O  Lord,  alone  divine  ! 
To  thee  as  much  inferior  they. 
As  are  their  works  to  thine. 

7  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee 

The  nations  shall  adore  ; 
Their  long  misguided  prayers  and  praise 
To  thy  bless'd  Name  restore. 

8  All  shall  confess  thee  great,  and  great 

The  wonders  thou  hast  done  ; 
Confess  thee  God,  the  God  supreme, 
Confess  thee  God  alone. 

9  Teach  me  thy  way,  O  Lord,  and  I 

From  truth  shall  ne'er  depart ; 
In  reverence  to  thy  sacred  Name 
Devoutly  fix  my  heart. 

10  Thee  will  I  praise,  O  Lord  my  God, 

Praise  thee  with  heart  sincere ; 
And  to  thy  everlasting  Name 
Eternal  trophies  rear. 

11  Thy  boundless  mercy  shown  to  me 

Transcends  my  power  to  tell ; 
For  thou  hast  oft  redeem'd  my  soul 
From  lowest  deeps  of  hell. 

12  And  thou  thy  constant  goodness  didst 

To  my  assistance  bring ; 
Of  patience,  mercy,  and  of  truth 
Thou  everlasting  spring  ! 

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SELECTION  66.        II.  3. 

From  the  Ixxxvii.  Psalm  of  David. 

f~^  OD'S  temple  crowns  the  holy  mount, 
^-^  The  Lord  there  condescends  to  dwell : 
His  Sion's  gates,  in  his  account, 

Our  Israel's  fairest  tents  excel : 
Yea,  glorious  things  of  thee  we  sing, 
O  city  of  th'  Almighty  King  ! 

2  Of  honour'd  Sion  we  aver, 

Illustrious  throngs  from  her  proceed ; 
Th'  Almighty  shall  establish  her. 

And  shall  enrol  her  holy  seed: 
Yea,  for  his  people  he  shall  count 
The  children  of  his  favour'd  mount. 

3  He'll  Sion  find  with  numbers  fill'd 

"Who  celebrate  his  matchless  praise ; 
Who,  here  in  hallelujahs  skill' d. 

In  heaven  their  harps  and  hymns  shall  raise  : 
O  Sion,  seat  of  Israel's  King, 
Be  mine  to  drink  thy  living  spring ! 


SELECTION  67.        L.  M. 

From  the  Ixxxviii.  Psahn  of  David. 

r^  OD  of  my  life,  O  Lord  most  high, 
^-^  To  thee  by  day  and  night  I  cry ; 
Vouchsafe  my  mournful  voice  to  hear, 
To  my  distress  incline  thine  ear. 

2  Like  those  whose  strength  and  hopes  are  fled, 
They  number  me  among  the  dead ; 

Like  those  who,  shrouded  in  the  grave, 
For    thee    no  more  remembrance  have. 

3  Wilt  thou  by  miracle  revive 

The  dead, whom  thou  forsook'st  alive? 
Shall  the  mute  grave  thy  love  confess, 
A  mouldering  tomb  thy  faithfulness  ? 

4  To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  cry  forlorn. 

My  prayer  prevents  the  early  morn : 

"CO 


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Why  hast  thou,  Lord,  my  soul  forsook, 
Nor  once  vouchsafed  a  gracious  look? 
5  Companions  dear,  and  friends  beloved, 
Far  from  my  sight  thou  hast  removed : 
God  of  my  life,  O  Lord  most  high, 
Vouchsafe  to  hear  my  mournful  cry ! 

SELECTION  68.         L.  M. 

From  the  Ixxxix.  Psalm  of  David. 

npHY  mercies,  Lord,  shall  be  my  song, 
-■-    My  song  on  them  shall  ever  dwell ; 
To  ages  yet  unborn,  my  tongue 
Thy  never-failing  truth  shall  tell. 

2  I  have  affirm'd,  and  still  maintain, 

Thy  mercy  shall  for  ever  last ; 
Thy  truth,  that  does  the  heavens  sustain. 
Like  them  shall  stand  for  ever  fast. 

3  Thus  spak'st  thou  by  thy  prophet's  voice  : 

"  With  David  I  a  league  have  made  ; 
To  him,  my  servant,  and  my  choice. 
By  solemn  oath  this  grant  convey'd  : 

4  "While  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies  endure. 

Thy  seed  shall  in  my  sight  remain  ; 
To  them  thy  throne  I  will  ensure, 
They  shall  to  endless  ages  reign." 

5  For  such  stupendous  truth  and  love. 

Both  heaven  and  earth  just  praises  owe. 
By  choirs  of  angels  sung  above. 
And  by  assembled  saints  below. 

6  What  seraph  of  celestial  birth 

To  vie  with  Israel's  God  shall  dare  1 
Or  who  among  the  gods  of  earth 
With  our  Almighty  Lord  compare  ? 

7  With  reverence  and  religious  dread, 

His  saints  should  to  his  temple  press  ; 

His  fear  through  all  their  hearts  should  spread 

Who  his  almighty  Name  confess.  I 

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8  Lord  God  of  armies,  who  can  boast 

Of  streng-th  or  power  like  tliine  renowii'd? 
Of  such  a  numerous,  faithful  host. 

As  that  which  does  thy  throne  surround? 

9  Thou  dost  the  lawless  sea  control, 

And  change  the  prospect  of  the  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  rolling-  billows  sleep. 

10  In  thee  the  sovereign  right  remains 

Of  earth  and  heaven  ;  thee.  Lord,  alone, 
The  Avorld,  and  all  that  it  contains, 
Their  Maker  and  Preserver  own. 

11  Thine  arm  is  mighty,  strong  thy  hand, 

Yet,  Lord,  thou  dost  with  justice  reign  ; 
Possess'd  of  absolute  command, 

Thou  truth  and  mercy  dost  maintain. 

12  Happy,  thrice  happy,  they  who  hear 

Thy  sacred  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Who  may  at  festivals  appear. 

With  thy  most  glorious  presence  crown'd. 

13  Thy  saints  shall  always  be  o'erjoy'd, 

Who  on  thy  sacred  Name  rely ; 
And,  in  thy  righteousness  employ'd, 
Above  their  foes  be  raised  on  high. 

14  For  in  thy  strength  they  shall  advance, 

Whose  conquests  from  thy  favour  spring: 
The  Lord  of  hosts  is  our  defence, 
And  Israel's  God  our  Israel's  King. 

SELECTION  69. 

From  the  xc.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART  I.  C.  M. 

LORD,  the  saviour  and  defence 
Of  us  thy  chosen  race, 


O 


From  age  to  age  thou  still  hast  been 
Our  sure  abiding  place. 
g.2 


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2  Before  thou  brought'st  the  mountains  forth, 

Or  th'  earth  and  world  didst  frame, 
Thou  always  wast  the  mighty  God, 
And  ever  art  the  same. 

3  Thou  turnest  man,  O  Lord,  to  dust. 

Of  which  he  first  was  made  ; 
And  when  thou  speak'st  the  word,  'Return,' 
'Tis  instantly  obey'd. 

4  For  in  thy  sight  a  thousand  years 

Are  like  a  day  that's  past; 
Or  like  a  watch  in  dead  of  night. 
Whose  hours  unminded  waste. 

5  Thou  sweep'st  us  off  as  with  a  flood, 

We  vanish  hence  like  dreams  : — 
At  first  we  grow  like  grass,  that  feels 
The  sun's  reviving  beams  ; 

6  But  howsoever  fresh  and  fair 

Its  morning  beauty  shows, 
'Tis  all  cut  down,  and  wither'd  quite. 
Before  the  evening  close. 

7  We  by  thine  anger  are  consumed, 

And  by  thy  wrath  dismay'd ; 
Our  public  crimes  and  secret  sins 
Before  thy  sight  are  laid. 

8  Beneath  thine  anger's  sad  effects 

Our  drooping  days  we  spend  ; 
Our  unregarded  years  break  off. 
Like  tales  that  quickly  end. 

9  Our  term  of  time  is  seventy  years. 

An  age  that  few  survive  : 
But  if,  with  more  than  common  strength, 

To  eighty  w^e  arrive — 
10  Yet  then  our  boasted  strength  decays, 

To  sorrow  turn'd  and  pain  : 
So  soon  the  slender  thread  is  cut. 

And  we  no  more  remain. 

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PART    II.  C.    M. 

"OUT  who  thine  anger's  dread  efTects 
-*^  Does,  as  he  ought,  revere  ? 
.  And  yet  thy  wrath  does  fall  or  rise, 
As  more  or  less  we  fear. 

2  So  teach  us,  Lord,  th'  uncertain  sum 

Of  our  short  days  to  mind, 
That  to  true  wisdom  all  our  hearts 
May  ever  be  inclined. 

3  O  to  thy  servants.  Lord,  return, 

And  speedily  relent : 
As  we  of  our  misdeeds,  do  thou 
Of  our  just  doom  repent. 

4  To  satisfy  and  cheer  our  souls, 

Thy  early  mercy  send  ; 
That  we  may  all  our  days  to  come 
In  joy  and  comfort  spend. 

5  To  all  thy  servants.  Lord,  let  this 

Thy  wondrous  work  be  known  ; 
And  to  our  offspring  yet  unborn. 
Thy  glorious  power  be  shown. 

6  Let  thy  bright  rays  upon  us  shine, 

Give  thou  our  work  success  ; 
The  glorious  work  we  have  in  hand 
Do  thou  vouchsafe  to  bless. 

SELECTION  70. 

From  the  xci.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  II.  2. 

TTE  that  has  God  his  guardian  made, 
-*--^  Shall  under  the  Almighty's  shade 

Secure  and  undisturb'd  abide  : 
Thus  to  my  soul  of  him  I'll  say, 
He  is  my  fortress  and  my  stay. 

My  God,  in  whom  I  will  confide. 


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2  His  tender  love  and  watchful  caie 
Shall  free  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare, 

And  from  the  noisome  pestilence ; 
He  over  thee  his  wings  shall  spread, 
And  cover  thy  unguarded  head  ; 

His  truth  shall  be  thy  strong  defence. 

3  No  terrors  that  surprise  by  night 
Shall  thy  undaunted  courage  fright, 

Nor  deadly  shafts  that  fly  by  day. 
Nor  plague  of  unknown  rise,  that  kills 
In  darkness,  nor  infectious  ills 

That  in  the  burning  noon-tide  slay. 

4  Because,  with  well-placed  confidence. 
Thou  mak'st  the  Lord  thy  sure  defence, 

Thy  refuge,  even  God  most  high ; 
Therefore  no  ill  on  thee  shall  come, 
Nor  to  thy  heaven-protected  home 

Shall  overwhelming  plagues  draw  nigh. 

PART    II.  III.  3. 

i^OD  shall  charge  his  angel  legions 
^^  Watch  and  ward  o'er  thee  to  keep  : 
Though  thou  walk  through  hostile  regions, 
Though  in  desert  wilds  thou  sleep. 

2  On  the  lion  vainly  roaring, 

On  his  young,  thy  foot  shall  tread ; 
And,  the  dragon's  den  explorinq-, 

Thou  shalt  bruise  the  serpent's  head. 

3  Since,  with  pure  and  firm  affection. 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love. 
With  the  wings  of  his  protection 
He  will  shield  thee  from  above. 

4  Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble, 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save  ; 
Here  for  grief  reward  thee  double. 
Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 


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SELECTION  7L        C.  M. 

From  the  xTii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTOW  good  and  pleasant  must  it  be 
^^  To  thank  the  Lord  most  high ; 
And  with  repeated  hymns  of  praise 
His  Name  to  magnify  ! 

2  With  every  morning's  early  dawn 

His  goodness  to  relate  ; 
And  of  his  constant  truth,  each  night, 
The  glad  effects  repeat ! 

3  To  ten-string'd  instruments  we'll  sing. 

With  tuneful  psalteries  join'd  ; 
And  to  the  harp  with  solemn  sounds, 
For  sacred  use  design'd. 

4  For  through  thy  wondrous  works,  O  Lord, 

Thou  mak'st  my  heart  rejoice ; 
The  thoughts  of  them  shall  make  me  glad, 
And  shout  with  cheerful  voice. 

5  How  wondrous  are  thy  works,  O  Lord ! 

How  deep  are  thy  decrees  ! 
Whose  winding  tracks  in  secret  laid 
No  careless  sinner  sees. 

6  He  little  thinks,  Avhen  wicked  men. 

Like  grass,  look  fresh  and  gay, 
How  soon  their  short-lived  splendour  must 
For  ever  pass  away. 

7  But  thou,  my  God,  art  still  most  high ; 

And  all  thy  lofty  foes, 
Who  thought  they  might  securrily  sin, 
Shall  be  o'erwhelm'd  with  woes. 

8  But  righteous  men,  like  rising  palms, 

Shall  grow  and  flourish  still ; 
Thy  flock  shall  spread  like  cedars  cnoice 
On  Lebanon's  high  hill. 

9  Those,  planted  in  the  house  of  God, 

Within  his  courts  shall  thrive  ; 


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Their  vigour  and  their  lustre  both 

Shall  in  old  age  revive. 
10  Thus  will  the  Lord  his  justice  show ; 

And  God,  my  strong  defence, 
Shall  due  rewards  to  all  the  world 

Impartially  dispense. 

SELF.CTION  73.         L.  M. 

From  the  xciii.  Psalm  of  David. 

'IXT'ITH  glory  clad,  with  strength  array'd. 
The  Lord  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns, 
The  world's  foundation  strongly  laid. 
And  the  vast  fabric  still  sustains. 

2  How  surely  stablish'd  is  thy  throne  ! 

Which  shall  no  change  or  period  see  ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

3  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice. 

And  toss  the  troubled  waves  on  high ; 
But  God  above  can  still  their  noise, 
And  make  the  angry  sea  comply. 

4  Thy  promise,  Lord,  is  ever  sure. 

And  they  that  in  thy  house  would  dwell, 
That  happy  station  to  secure. 
Must  still  in  holiness  excel. 

SELECTION  73. 

From  the  xciv.  Psahn  of  David. 
PART    I.  C.    M. 

Q  AY  ye,  the  Lord  shall  not  regard, 
^   Shall  not  your  sins  discern? 
Take  heed,  ye  foolish  and  unwise  ; 

When  will  ye  wisdom  learn  ? 
2  Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'd  the  ear, 

Or  blind,  who  framed  the  eye  ? 
Shall  earth's  great  Judge  not  punish  those 

Who  his  known  will  defv  ? 


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3  He  fathoms  all  the  hearts  of  men, 
To  him  their  thoughts  lie  bare  ; 
His  eye  surveys  them  all,  and  sees 
How  vain  their  counsels  are. 

PART    II.  C.    M. 

"jDLESS'D  is  the  man  whom  thou,  O  Lord, 
-■-^  In  kindness  dost  chastise, 
And  by  thy  sacred  rules  to  walk 
Dost  lovingly  advise. 

2  This  man  shall  rest  and  safety  find 

In  seasons  of  distress  ; 
Whilst  God  prepares  a  pit  for  those 
That  stubbornly  transgress. 

3  For  God  will  never  from  his  saints 

His  favour  wholly  take  ; 
His  own  possession  and  his  lot 
He  will  not  quite  forsake. 

4  The  world  shall  yet  confess  thee  just 

In  all  that  thou  hast  done ; 
And  those  that  choose  thy  upright  ways 
Shall  in  those  paths  go  on. 

5  Long  since  had  I  in  silence  slept, 

But  that  the  Lord  was  near, 
To  stay  me  when  I  slipp'd  ;  when  sad. 
My  troubled  heart  to  cheer. 

6  My  soul's  defence  is  firmly  placed 

In  God,  the  Lord  most  high : 
He  is  my  rock,  to  which  I  may 
For  refuge  always  fly. 

SELECTION  74.         L.  M. 

From  the  xcv.  Psalm  of  David. 

r\  COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
^^  Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King; 
For  we  our  voices  high  shoukl  raise. 
When  our  salvation's  rock  we  praise. 

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2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 

To  thank  him  for  his  favours  past ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  Name  belongs : 

3  For  God  the  Lord,  enthroned  in  state, 
Is  with  unrivall'd  glory  great ; 

A  King  superior  far  to  all 

Whom  gods  the  heathen  falsely  call. 

4  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand. 
Her  secret  wealth  at  his  command ; 
The  strength  of  hills  that  reach  the  skies 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abyss 

By  the  same  sovereign  right  is  his  ; 
'Twas  made  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  form'd  and  fix'd  the  sohd  land. 

6  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  ; 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fall. 

7  For  he's  our  God,  our  shepherd  he, 
His  flock  and  pasture-sheep  are  we  : 
O  then,  ye  faithful  flock,  to-day 

His  warning  hear,  his  voice  obey. 

SELECTION  75.         11.  8. 

From  the  xcvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

QINCt  to  the  Lord  a  nev/-made  song ; 
^  Let  earth,  in  one  assembled  throng, 

Her  common  Patron's  praise  resound : 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  and  bless  his  Name, 
From  day  to  da}^  his  praise  proclaim. 

Who  us  has  with  salvation  crown' d  : 

To  heathen  lands  his  fame  rehearse, 

His  wonders  to  the  universe. 

2  He's  great,  and  greatly  to  be  praisnd ; 

In  majesty  and  glory  raised 
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Above  all  other  deities  ; 
For  pageantry  and  idols  all 
Are  they  whom  gods  the  heathen  call; 

He  only  rules  who  made  the  skies : 
With  majesty  and  honour  crown'd, 
Glory  and  strength  his  throne  surround. 

3  Be  glory  then  to  him  restored 

By  all  who  have  false  gods  adored: 
Ascribe  due  honour  to  his  Name, 
Peace-offerings  on  his  altar  lay, 
Before  his  throne  your  homage  pay. 

Which  he,  and  he  alone  can  claim : 
To  worship  at  his  sacred  court. 
Let  all  the  trembling  world  resort. 

4  Proclaim  aloud,  Jehovah  reigns. 
Whose  power  the  universe  sustains. 

And  banish'd  justice  Avill  restore  : 
Let  therefore  heaven  new  joys  confess, 
And  heavenly  mirth  let  earth  express. 

Its  loud  applause  the  ocean  roar. 
Its  mute  inhabitants  rejoice. 
And  for  this  triumph  find  a  voice. 

5  For  joy  let  fertile  valleys  sing, 

The  cheerful  groves  their  tribute  bring, 

And  tuneful  harmonies  av/ake  : 
Behold !  in  truth  and  justice  clad, 
God  comes  to  judge  the  world  he  made, 

And  to  himself  his  throne  to  take  : 
He's  come,  to  judge  the  Avorld  he's  come 
With  justice  to  reward  and  doom. 

SELECTION  76.         L.  M. 

From  the  xcvii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TEHOVAH  reigns,  let  all  the  earth 
•^    In  his  just  government  rejoice ; 
Let  all  the  lands,  with  sacred  mirth. 

In  his  applause  unite  their  voice. 

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2  Darkness  and  clouds  of  awful  shade 

His  dazzling  glory  shroud  in  state  ; 
Judgment  and  righteousness  are  made 
The  habitation  of  his  seat. 

3  For  thou,  O  God,  art  seated  high. 

Above  earth's  potentates  enthroned  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  unrivall'd  in  the  sky. 
Supreme  by  all  the  gods  art  own'd. 

4  Ye  who  to  serve  this  Lord  aspire, 

Abhor  what's  ill,  and  truth  esteem ; 
He'll  keep  his  servants'  souls  entire. 
And  them  from  wicked  hands  redeem. 

5  For  seeds  are  sown  of  glorious  light, 

A  future  harvest  for  the  just ; 
And  gladness  for  the  heart  that's  right, 
To  recompense  its  pious  trust. 

6  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in.  the  Lord; 

Memorials  of  his  holiness 
Deep  in  your  faithful  breasts  record, 

And  with  your  thankful  tongues  confess. 

SELECTION  77.         C.  M. 

From  the  xcviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

QING  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  song. 

Who  wondrous  things  has  done  ; 
With  his  right  hand  and  holy  arm. 
The  conquest  he  has  won. 

2  The  Lord  has  through  th'  astonish'd  world 

Display'd  his  saving  might, 
And  made  his  righteous  acts  appear 
In  all  the  heathen's  sight. 

3  Of  Israel's  house  his  love  and  truth 

Have  ever  mindful  been  ; 
Wide  earth's  remotest  parts  the  power 
Of  Israel's  God  have  seen. 

4  Let  therefore  earth's  inhabitants 

Their  cheerful  voices  raise, 
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And  all  with  universal  joy 
Resound  their  Maker's  praise. 

5  With  harp  and  hymn's  soft  melody, 

Lito  the  concert  bring 
The  trumpet  and  shrill  cornet's  sound, 
Before  th'  almighty  King. 

6  Let  the  loud  ocean  roar  her  joy, 

With  all  that  seas  contain; 
The  earth  and  her  inhabitants 
Join  concert  with  the  tnain. 

7  Let  floods  and  torrents  clap  their  hands. 

With  joy  their  homage  pay; 
Let  echoing  vales,  from  hill  to  hill, 
Redoubled  shouts  convey : 

8  To  welcome  down  the  world's  great  Judge, 

Who  does  with  justice  come, 
And  with  impartial  equity, 
Both  to  reward  and  doom. 

SELECTION  78.         C.  M. 

From  the  xcix.  Psalm  of  David. 

FEHOVxlH  reigns  ;  let  therefore  all 
•^    The  guilty  nations  quake  : 
On  cherubs'  wings  he  sits  enthroned ; 
Let  earth's  foundations  shake. 

2  On  Sion's  hill  he  keeps  his  court, 

His  palace  makes  her  towers ; 

And  thence  his  sovereignty  extends 

Supreme  o'er  earthly  powers. 

3  Let  therefore  all  with  praise  address 

His  great  and  dreadful  Name ; 
And  Avitli  his  unresisted  might, 
His  holiness  proclaim. 

4  For  truth  and  justice,  in  his  reign. 

Of  strength  and  power  take  place  ; 
His  judgments  are  with  righteousness 
Dispensed  to  Jacob's  race. 
73  " 


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5  Therefore  exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Before  his  footstool  fail ; 
And  with  his  unresisted  might 
His  holiness  extol. 

6  With  worship  at  his  sacred  courts 

Exalt  our  God  and  Lord ; 
For  he,  who  only  holy  is, 
Alone  should  be  adored. 

SELECTION  79.         L.  M. 

From  the  c.  Psalm  of  David. 

"ITTITH  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 

To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raistt  : 
Glad  homage  pay  with  awful  mirth. 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise. 

2  Convinced  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed ; 
We  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own. 
The  flock  that  he  vouchsafes  to  feed. 

3  O  enter  then  his  temple  gate. 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat. 
And  still  his  Name  with  praises  bless. 

4  For  he's  the  Lord,  supremely  good. 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 
His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 

SELECTION  80. 

From  the  cii.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART  I.  C.  M. 

"IT/'HEN  I  pour  out  my  soul  in  prayer 

Do  thou,  O  Lord,  attend ; 
To  thy  eternal  throne  of  grace 
Let  my  sad  cry  ascend. 
2  O  hide  not  thou  thy  glorious  face 
In  times  of  deep  distress  ; 


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Incline  thine  ear,  and,  when  I  call, 
My  sorrows  soon  redress. 

3  My  days,  just  hastening  to  their  end, 

Are  like  an  evening  shade  ; 
My  beauty  does,  like  wither'd  grass, 
With  waning  lustre  fade. 

4  But  thine  eternal  state,  O  Lord, 

No  length  of  time  shall  waste  ; 
The  memory  of  thy  wondrous  works 
From  age  to  age  shall  last. 

PART    II.  C.  M. 

r^  CD  shall  arise,  and  Sion  view 
^-^  With  an  unclouded  face  : 
For  now  her  time  is  come,  his  own 
Appointed  day  of  grace. 

2  The  Name  and  glory  of  the  Lord 

All  heathen  kings  shall  fear. 
When  he  shall  Sion  build  again. 
And  in  full  state  appear. 

3  For  God,  from  his  abode  on  high, 

His  gracious  beams  display'd  ; 
The  Lord  from  heaven,  his  lofty  throne. 
Hath  all  the  earth  survey'd. 

4  That  they,  in  Sion,  where  he  dweUs, 

Might  celebrate  his  fame, 

And  through  the  holy  city  sing 

Loud  praises  to  his  Name. 

PART    III.  C.  M. 

npiIE  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 
-*-    Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
Thy  hands,  6  Lord,  the  arch  of  heaven 

With  wondrous  skill  have  made. 
2  Whilst  thoLi  for  ever  shalt  endure, 

They  soon  shall  pass  away ; 
And,  like  a  garment  often  worn, 

Shall  tarnish  and  decay. 

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3  Like  that,  when  thou  ordain'st  their  cliange, 

To  thy  command  they  bend; 
But  thou  continuest  still  the  same, 
Nor  have  thy  years  an  end. 

4  Thou  to  the  children  of  thy  saints 

Shalt  lasting-  quiet  give  ; 
Whose  happy  race,  securely  fix'd, 
Shall  in  thy  presence  live. 

SELECTION  81.         L.  M. 

From  Ihe  ciii.  Fsalm  of  David. 

IX/TY  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love, 
_LVX  God's  holy  Name  for  ever  bless  ; 
Of  all  his  favours  mindful  prove, 

And  still  thy  grateful  thanks  express. 

2  'Tis  he  that  all  thy  sins  forgives. 

And  after  sickness  makes  thee  sound  ; 
From  danger  he  thy  life  retrieves, 

By  him  with  grace  and  mercy  crown'd. 

3  He  with  good  things  thy  mouth  supplies, 

Thy  vigour  eagle-like  restores  ; 
He  to  the  sufferer  promptly  flies. 

Who,  wrong'd,  his  righteous  help  implores. 

4  The  Lord  abounds  with  tender  love. 

And  unexampled  acts  of  grace  ; 
His  waken'd  wrath  doth  slowly  move, 
His  willing  mercy  flies  apace. 

5  God  will  not  always  harshly  chide, 

But  with  his  anger  quickly  part ; 

And  loves  his  punishments  to  guide 

More  by  his  love  than  our  desert. 

6  As  high  as  heaven  its  arch  extends 

Above  this  little  spot  of  clay. 
So  much  his  bound  less, love  transcends 
The  small  respects  that  we  can  pay. 

7  As  far  as  'tis  from  east  to  west, 

So  far  has  he  our  sins  removed  ; 


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Who,  with  a  father's  tender  breast, 
Has  such  as  fear  him  always  loved. 

8  For  God,  who  all  our  frame  surveys, 

Considers  that  we  are  but  clay; 
How  fresh  soe'er  we  seem,  our  days 
Like  grass  or  flowers  must  fade  away. 

9  Whilst  they  are  nipp'd  with  sudden  blasts 

Nor  can  Ave  find  their  former  place, 
God's  faithful  mercy  ever  lasts 

To  those  that  fear  him,  and  their  race. 

10  This  shall  attend  on  such  as  still 

Proceed  in  his  appointed  way ; 
And  who  not  only  know  his  will, 
But  to  it  just  obedience  pay. 

11  The  Lord,  the  universal  King-, 

In  heaven  has  fix'd  his  lofty  throne : 
To  him,  ye  angels,  praises  sing. 

In  whose  great  strength  his  power  is  shown. 

12  Ye  that  his  just  commands  obey. 

And  hear  and  do  his  sacred  will, 
Ye  hosts  of  his,  this  tribute  pay, 
Who  still  what  he  ordains  fulfil. 

13  Let  every  creature  jointly  bless 

The  mighty  Lord  ;  and  thou,  my  heart, 
With  grateful  joy  thy  thanks  express. 
And  in  this  concert  bear  thy  part. 

SELECTION  82.         S.  M. 

From  llie  ciii.  Psalm  of  David. 

BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul. 
His  grace  to  thee  proclaim ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 

To  bless  his  holy  Name. 
O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind  ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits, 
Who  is  to  thee  so  kind. 


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3  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

4  Pie  feeds  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth  ; 
And,  like  the  eag-le's,  he  renews 
The  vigour  of  thy  youth. 

5  Then  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 

His  grace,  his  love  proclaim ; 
Let  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  his  holy  Name. 

SELECTION  83. 

From  the  civ.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  L.  M. 

'DLESS  God,  my  soul;  thou,  Lord,  alone 
-"-^  Possessest  empire  without  bounds. 
With  honour  thou  art  crown'd,  thy  throne 
Eternal  majesty  surrounds. 

2  With  light  thou  dost  thyself  enrobe. 

And  glory  for  a  garment  take  ; 
Heaven's  curtains  stretch  beyond  the  globe. 
Thy  canopy  of  state  to  make. 

3  God  builds  on  liquid  air,  and  terms 

His  palace  chambers  in  the  skies ; 
The  clouds  his  chariots  are,  and  storms 

The  swift-wing'd  steeds  with  which  he  flies. 

4  As  bright  as  flame,  as  swift  as  wind. 

His  ministers  heaven's  palace  fill ; 
They  have  their  sundry  tasks  assign'd. 
All  prompt  to  do  their  sovereign's  will. 

5  In  praising  God  while  he  prolongs 

My  breath,  I  will  that  breath  employ; 
And  join  devotion  to  my  songs. 
Sincere,  as  in  him  is  my  joy. 


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PART  II.  L.  M. 

TTOW  various,  Lord,  thy  works  are  found, 
-*— *-  For  which  thy  wisdom  we  adore  ! 
The  earth  is  with  thy  treasure  crown'd, 
Till  nature's  hand  can  grasp  no  more. 

2  All  creatures,  both  of  sea  and  land, 

In  sense  of  common  want  agree  ; 
All  wait  on  thy  dispensing  hand, 

And  have  their  daily  alms  from  thee. 

3  They  gather  what  thy  stores  disperse. 

Without  their  trouble  to  provide  ; 
Thou  op'st  thy  hand,  the  universe, 
The  craving  world,  is  all  supplied. 

4  Thou  for  a  moment  hid'st  thy  face. 

The  numerous  ranks  of  creatures  mourn  ; 
Thou  tak'st  their  breath,  all  nature's  race 
Decay,  and  to  their  dust  return. 

5  Again  thou  send'st  thy  spirit  forth, 

Inspiring  vital  energies ; 
Nature's  restored  ;  replenish'd  earth. 
Joyous,  her  new  creation  sees. 

6  Thus  through  successive  ages  stands 

Firm  fix'd  thy  providential  care  ; 
Pleased  with  the  work  of  thine  own  hands. 
Thou  dost  the  waste  of  time  repair. 

SELECTION  84.         II.  3. 

From  tho  civ.  Psalm  of  David. 


TTOW  manifold  thy  works,  O  Lord, 

-'--'-  Ii.  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness  wrought 

The  earth  is  with  thy  riches  stored. 

And  ocean  with  thy  wonders  fraught: 
Unfathom'd  caves  beneath  the  deep 
For  thee  their  hidden  treasures  keep. 
2  By  thee  alone  the  living  live, — 

Hide  but  thy  face,  their  comforts  fly ; 

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They  gather  what  thy  seasons  give,-— 
Take  thou  away  their  breath,  they  die  ; 

But  send  again  thy  spirit  forth, 

And  life  renews  the  gladden'd  earth. 
\  Joy  in  his  works  Jehovah  takes, 
Yet  to  destruction  they  return  ; 

He  looks  upon  the  earth,  it  quakes, — 
Touches  the  mountains,  and  they  burn  : 

But  God  for  ever  is  the  same  ; 

Glory  to  his  eternal  Name  ! 

SELECTION  8e5.         C.  M. 

From  the  cv.  Psalm  of  David. 

r\  RENDER  thanks,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
^-^  Invoke  his  sacred  Name  ; 
Acquaint  the  nations  with  his  deeds, 
His  matchless  deeds  proclaim. 

2  Sing  to  his  praise  in  lofty  hymns. 

His  wondrous  works  rehearse  ; 
Make  them  the  theme  of  your  discourse, 
And  subject  of  your  verse. 

3  Rejoice  in  his  almighty  Name, 

Alone  to  be  adored  ; 
And  let  their  hearts  o'erflow  with  joy, 
That  humbly  seek  the  Lord. 

4  Seek  ye  the  Lord,  his  saving  strength 

Devoutly  still  implore  ; 
And,  where  he's  ever  present,  seek 
His  face  for  evermore. 

5  The  wonders  that  his  hands  have  Avrought 

Keep  thankfully  in  mind  ; 
The  righteous  statutes  of  his  mouth, 
And  laws  to  us  assign'd. 

SELECTION  86.         L.  M. 

From  the  cvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

r\  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 

^    The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 

—  .  . 


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Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ? 

3  Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  stray ; 
Who  know  what's  right ;  nor  only  so. 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 

4  Extend  to  me  that  favour.  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chosen  dost  afford ; 
When  thou  return'st  to  set  them  free, 
Let  thy  salvation  visit  me. 

5  O  may  I  worthy  prove  to  see 
Thy  saints  in  full  prosperity  ! 
That  I  the  joyful  choir  may  join. 
And  count  thy  people's  triumph  mine  ! 

6  Let  Israel's  God  be  ever  bless'd. 
His  Name  eternally  confess'd  ; 
Let  all  his  saints,  with  full  accord. 
Sing  loud  Amens,  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

SELECTION  87. 

From  the  cvii.  Tsalin  of  David. 
PART    I.  III.   1. 

lyTAGNIFY  Jehovah's  Name ; 
•^^-^  For  his  mercies  ever  sure, 
From  eternity  the  same. 
To  eternity  endure. 

2  Let  his  ransom'd  flock  rejoice, 

Gather' d  out  of  every  land, 
As  the  people  of  his  choice, 

Pluck'd  from  the  destroyer's  hand. 

3  In  the  wilderness  astray. 

In  the  lonely  waste  they  roam, 
Hungry,  fainting  by  the  way, 

Far  from  refuge,  shelter,  home  : — 

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4  To  the  Lord  their  God  they  cry ; 

He  mclines  a  gracious  ear, 
Sends  deliverance  from  on  high, 
Rescues  them  from  aJl  their  fear: 

5  Them  to  pleasant  lands  he  brings. 

Where  the  Yine  and  olive  grow ; 
Where,  from  verdant  hills,  the  springs 
Through  luxuriant  valleys  flow. 

6  O  that  men  would  praise  the  Lord, 

For  his  goodness  to  their  race  ; 
For  the  wonders  of  his  word, 
And  the  riches  of  his  grace  ! 

PART    II.  C.    M. 

n^HY  wondrous  power.  Almighty  Lord, 
-*-    That  rules  the  boisterous  sea. 
The  bold  adventurers  record. 
Who  tempt  that  dangerous  way. 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  arise. 

And  swell  the  towering  waves  ; 
While  they  astonish'd  mount  the  skies. 
And  sink  in  gaping  graves. 

3  Dismay 'd  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 

Dismay'd  they  plunge  again  ; 
Each  like  a  tottering  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries, 

Fie  hears  their  loud  request, 
He  calms  the  fierce  tempestuous  skies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  rest. 

5  Rejoicing,  they  forget  their  fears, 

They  see  the  storm  allay'd : 
The  wish'd-for  haven  now  appears; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid  ! 

6  O  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord ! 


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And  those  who  see  his  wondrous  ways, 
His  wondrous  love  record  ! 

SELECTION  88.        C.  M. 

From  the  cviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

f^  GOD,  my  heart  is  fully  bent 
^^  To  magnify  thy  Name  ; 
My  tongue  with  cheerful  songs  of  praise 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Awake,  my  lute  ;  nor  thou,  my  harp, 

Thy  warbling  notes  delay  ; 
Whilst  I  with  early  hymns  of  joy 
Prevent  the  dawning  day. 

3  To  all  the  listening  tribes,  O  Lord, 

Thy  wonders  I  will  tell. 
And  to  those  nations  sing  thy  praise 
That  round  about  us  dwell ; 

4  Because  thy  mercy's  boundless  height 

The  highest  heaven  transcends. 
And  far  beyond  th'  aspiring  clouds 
Thy  faithful  truth  extends. 

5  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high 

Above  the  starry  frame  ; 
And  let  the  world  with  one  consent, 
Confess  thy  glorious  Name. 

SELECTION  89.         [I.  2. 

From  the  ex.  Psalm  of  David. 

THE  Lord  unto  my  Lord  thus  spake : 
"Till  I  thy  foes  thy  footstool  make. 
Sit  thou  in  state  at  my  right  hand  : 
Supreme  in  Sion  thou  shalt  be. 
And  all  thy  proud  opposers  see 
Subjected  to  thy  just  command. 
2  "Thee,  in  thy  power's  triumphant  day. 
The  willing  people  shall  obey  ; 

And,  when  thy  rising  beams  they  view, 
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Shall  all,  (redeeiu'J  from  error's  night,) 
Appear" more  numerous  and  bright 

Than  crystal  drops  of  morning  dew." 
3  The  Lord  hath  sworn,  nor  sworn  in  vain, 
That,  like  Melchisedech's,  thy  reign 

And  priesthood  shall  no  period  see : 
Anointed  Prince  !  thou,  bending  low, 
Shalt  drink  where  darkest  torrents  flow, 

Then  raise  thy  head  in  victory ! 
SELECTION  90.         L.  M. 

From  the  cxi.  Psalm  of  David. 

"P RAISE  ye  the  Lord  !  our  God  to  praise 
-*-     My  soul  her  utmost  power  shall  raise  ; 
With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
Of  saints,  his  praise  shall  be  my  sono-. 

2  His  works,  for  greatness  though  renown'd, 
His  wondrous  works  with  ease  are  found 
By  those  who  seek  for  them  aright, 

And  in  the  pious  search  delight. 

3  His  works  are  all  of  matchless  fame, 
And  universal  glory  claim  ; 

Flis  truth,  confirm' d  through  ages  past, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  last. 

4  By  precepts  he  hath  us  enjoin'd 

To  keep  his  wondrous  works  in  mind ; 

And  to  posterity  record 

That  good  and  gracious  is  our  Lord. 

5  His  bounty,  like  a  flowing  tide, 

Has  all  his  servants'  wants  supplied ; 

And  he  will  ever  keep  in  mind 

His  covenant  with  our  fathers  sign'd. 

6  Just  are  the  dealings  of  his  hands. 
Immutable  are  his  commands. 

By  truth  and  equity  sustain'd. 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd. 

7  He  set  his  saints  from  bondage  free, 
And  then  establish'd  his  decree, 

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For  ever  to  remain  the  same  : 
Holy  and  reverend  is  his  Name. 
8  Who  wisdom's  sacred  prize  would  win, 
Must  with  the  fear  of  God  begin : 
Immortal  praise  and  heavenly  skill 
Have  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 

SELECTION  91.        L.  M. 

From  the  cxii.  Psalm  of  David. 

'T^HAT  man  is  bless'd  who  stands  in  awe 
-*-    Of  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law ; 
His  seed  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd. 
And  with  successive  honours  crown'd. 

2  The  soul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night ; 
To  pity  the  distress'd  inclined. 

As  well  as  just  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  liberal  favours  he  extends, 

To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends  ; 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs. 

4  Beset  w^ith  threatening  dangers  round, 
Unmoved  shall  he  maintain  his  ground : 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just 
Shall  flourish  when  he  sleeps  in  dust. 

SELECTION  92.         II.  2. 

From  the  cxiii.  Psalm  of  David. 

'XT'E  saints  and  servants  of  the  Lord, 
JL    The  triumphs  of  his  Name  record; 

His  sacred  Name  for  ever  bless : 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams  or  setting  rays, 

Due  praise  to  his  great  Name  address. 
2  God  through  the  world  extends  his  sway  ; 
The  regions  of  eternal  day 
But  shadows  of  his  glory  are : 

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With  him  whose  majesty  excels, 

Who  made  the  heavens  in  which  he  dwells, 

Let  no  created  power  compare. 
3  Though  'lis  beneath  his  state  to  view 
In  highest  heaven  what  angels  do. 

Yet  he  to  earth  vouchsafes  his  care ; 
He  takes  the  needy  from  his  cell, 
Advancing  him  in  courts  to  dwell, 

Companion  of  the  greatest  there. 

SELECTION  93.         C.  M. 

From  the  cxv.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  ORD,  not  to  us,  we  claim  no  share, 

But  to  thy  sacred  Name 
Give  glory,  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 
And  truth's  eternal  fame. 

2  Why  should  the  heathen  cry,  "Where's  now 

The  God  whom  ye  adore  ?" 
Convince  them  that  in  heaven  thou  art, 
And  uncontroU'd  thy  power. 

3  O  Israel,  make  the  Lord  your  trust, 

Who  is  your  help  and  shield ; 
Priests,  Levites,  trust  in  him  alone, 
Who  only  help  can  yield. 

4  Let  all  who  truly  fear  the  Lord 

On  him  they  fear  rely ; 
Who  them  in  danger  can  defend. 
And  all  their  wants  supply. 

5  Of  us  he  oft  has  mindful  been. 

And  Israel's  house  will  bless  ; 

Priests,  Levites,  proselytes,  e'en  all 

Who  his  great  Name  confess. 

6  On  you,  and  on  your  heirs,  he  will 

Increase  of  blessings  bring: 
Thrice  happy  you,  who  favourites  are 
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7  Heaven's  highest  orb  of  glory  he 

His  empire's  seat  design'd  ; 
And  gave  this  lower  globe  of  earth 
A  portion  to  mankind. 

8  They  who  in  death  and  silence  sleep 

To  him  no  praise  afford  ; 
But  we  will  bless  for  evermore 
Our  ever-living  Lord. 

SELECTION  94.         C.  M. 

From  the  cxvi.  Psalm  of  D.avirl. 

IVT  Y  soul  w^th  grateful  thoughts  of  love 
•^^■^  Entirely  is  possess'd, 
Because  the  Lord  vouchsafed  to  hear 
The  voice  of  my  request. 

2  Since  he  has  now  his  ear  inclined, 

I  never  will  despair  ; 
But  still  in  all  the  straits  of  life 
To  him  address  my  prayer. 

3  With  deadly  sorrows  compass'd  round, 

With  pains  of  hell  oppress'd, 
When  troubles  seized  my  aching  heart. 
And  anguish  rack'd  my  breast, — 

4  On  God's  almighty  Name  I  call'd, 

And  thus  to  him  I  pray'd  ; 
"Lord,  I  beseech  thee  save  my  soul, 
Vv^ith  sorrows  quite  dismay'd." 

5  HoAV  just  and  merciful  is  God, 

How  gracious  is  the  Lord  ; 
Who  saves  the  harmless,  and  to  mc 
Does  timely  help  afford. 

6  Then,  free  from  pensive  cares,  my  soul. 

Resume  thy  wonted  rest ; 
For  God  has  wondrously  to  thee 
His  bounteous  love  express'd. 

7  When  death  alarm'd  me,  he  removed 

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My  feet  from  falling-  he  secured, 
And  dried  my  eyes  from  tears. 

8  Therefore  my  life's  remaining  years, 

Which  God  to  me  shall  lend, 
Will  I,  in  praises  to  his  Name, 
And  in  his  service,  spend. 

9  In  God  I  trusted,  and  of  him 

Did  boast  in  greatest  fear ; 
Though  in  my  trouble  I  exclaira'd, 
All  men  are  insincere. 

10  O  what  return  to  God  shall  I 

For  all  his  goodness  make  ? 
I'll  praise  his  Name,  and  with  glad  zeal 
The  cup  of  blessing  take. 

11  I'll  pay  my  vows  among  his  saints. 

Whose  blood  (howe'er  despised 
By  wicked  men)  in  God's  account 
Is  always  highly  prized. 

12  To  thee  I'll  offerings  bring  of  praise; 

And  while  I  bless  thy  Name, 
The  just  performance  of  my  vows 
To  all  thy  saints  proclaim. 

13  They  in  Jerusalem  shall  meet. 

And  in  thy  house  shall  join 
To  bless  thy  Name  with  one  consent. 
And  mix  their  songs  with  mine. 

SELECTION  95.         C.  M. 

From  the  cxvii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TXTITH  cheerful  notes  let  all  the  earth 

'  ^     To  heavi^n  their  voices  raise  ; 
Let  all,  inspired  with  godly  mirth. 
Sing  solemn  hymns  of  praise. 
2  God's  tender  mercy  krows  no  bound, 
His  truth  shall  ne'er  decay  : 
Then  let  the  willing  nations  round 
Their  grateful  tribute  pay. 

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SELECTION  96.         C.  M. 

From  the  cxviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

Q  PRAISE  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good, 
^-^  His  mercies  ne'er  decay; 
That  his  kind  favours  ever  last, 
Let  thankful  Israel  say. 

2  Their  sense  of  his  eternal  love 

Let  Aaron's  house  express  ; 
And  that  it  never  fails,  let  all 
That  fear  the  Lord  confess. 

3  Far  hetter  'tis  to  trust  in  God, 

And  have  the  Lord  our  friend, 
Than  on  the  greatest  human  power 
For  safety  to  depend. 

4  The  Lord  has  been  my  help  ;  the  praise 

To  him  alone  belongs  ; 
He  is  my  Saviour  and  my  strength, 
He  only  claims  my  songs. 

5  Joy  fills  the  dAvelling  of  the  just. 

Whom  God  has  saved  from  harm  ; 
For  wondrous  things  are  brought  to  pass 

By  his  almighty  arm. 
G  He,  by  his  own  resistless  power, 

Flas  endless  honour  w'on  ; 
The  saving  strength  of  his  right  hand 

Amazing  works  has  done. 

7  God  will  not  suffer  me  to  fall. 

But  still  prolongs  my  days  ; 
That  by  declaring  all  his  works, 
I  may  advance  his  praise. 

8  When  God  had  sorely  me  chastised. 

Till  quite  of  hopes  bereaved, 
His  mercy  from  the  gates  of  death 
My  fainting  life  reprieved. 

9  Then  open  wide  the  temple  gates 

To  which  the  just  repair, 

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That  I  may  enter  in,  and  praise 
My  great  Deliverer  there. 

10  Within  those  gates  of  God's  abode 

To  which  the  righteous  press, 
Since  thou  hast  heard,  and  set  me  safe, 
Thy  holy  Name  I'll  bless. 

11  That  which  the  builders  once  refused 

Is  now  the  corner-stone  : 
This  is  the  wondrous  work  of  God, 
The  work  of  God  alone. 

12  This  day  is  God's  ;  let  all  the  land 

Exalt  their  cheerful  voice  : 
"Lord,  we  beseech  thee,  save  us  now, 
And  make  us  still  rejoice." 

13  Him  that  approaches  in  God's  name 

Let  all  th'  assembly  bless  ; — 
"We  that  belong  to  God's  own  house 
Have  wish'd  you  good  success." 

14  God  is  the  Lord,  through  whom  we  all 

Both  light  and  comfort  find ; 
Fast  to  the  altar's  horns  with  cords 
The  chosen  victim  bind. 

15  Thou  art  my  Lord,  O  God,  and  still 

I'll  praise  thy  holy  Name  ; 
Because  thou  only  art  my  God, 
I'll  celebrate  thy  fame. 

16  O  then  with  me  give  thanks  to  God, 

Who  still  does  gracious  prove ; 
And  let  the  tribute  of  our  praise 
Be  endless  as  his  love. 


SELECTION  97. 

From  the  cxix.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  ALEPH.  C.    M. 

TTOW  bless'd  are  they  who  always  keep 
-*-^  The  pure  and  perfect  way  ; 


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Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray  ! 

2  How  bless'd,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 
Flave  still  obedient  been ; 

And  have,  with  fervent  humble  zeal, 
His  favour  sought  to  win. 

3  Such  men  their  utmost  caution  use 
To  shun  each  wicked  deed  ; 

But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 
With  constant  care  proceed. 

4  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoin'd  us,  Lord, 
To  learn  thy  sacred  will ; 

And  ail  our  diligence  employ 
Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

5  O  then  that  thy  most  holy  will 
Might  o'er  my  ways  preside  ; 

And  I  the  course  of  all  my  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 

6  Then  with  assurance  should  I  walk, 
From  all  confusion  free  ; 

Convinced,  with  jo)^  that  all  my  ways 
W^ith  thy  commands  agree. 

7  My  upright  heart  shall  my  glad  mouth 
With  cheerful  praises  fill, 

When,  by  thy  righteous  judgments  taught, 
I  shall  have  learn'd  thy  will. 

8  So  to  thy  sacred  laws  shall  I 
Entire  observance  pay : 

O  then  forsake  me  not,  my  C4od, 
Nor  cast  me  quite  away  ! 

PART    II.  BETH.  C.    M. 

TTOW  shall  the  young  preserve  their  way 
-^-^  From  all  pollution  free  ? 
I         By  making  still  their  course  of  life 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

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2  With  hearty  zeal  for  thee  I  seek, 

To  thee  for  succour  pray  ; 
O  suffer  not  my  careless  steps 
From  thy  right  paths  to  stray  ! 

3  Safe  in  my  heart,  and  closely  hid, 

Thy  word,  my  treasure,  lies, 
To  succour  me  with  timely  aid 
When  sinful  thoughts  arise. 

4  Secured  by  that,  my  grateful  soul 

Shall  ever  bless  thy  Name  ; 
O  teach  me  then  by  thy  just  laws 
My  future  life  to  frame ! 

5  My  lips,  unlock'd  by  pious  zeal, 

To  others  have  declared 
How  well  the  judgments  of  thy  mouth 
Deserve  our  best  regard. 

6  Vv^hilst  in  the  way  of  thy  commands, 

More  solid  joy  I  found. 
Than  had  I  been  with  vast  increase 
Of  envied  riches  crown'd. 

7  Therefore  thy  just  and  upright  laws 

Shall  always  fill  my  mind  ; 
And  those  sound  rules  which  thou  prescrib  st, 
Entire  respect  shall  find. 

8  To  keep  thy  statutes  undefaced 

Shall  be  my  constant  joy  ; 
The  strict  remembrance  of  thy  word 
Shall  all  my  thoughts  employ. 

PART    III.  GIMEL.  C.    M. 

T>E  gracious  to  thy  servant.  Lord  ; 
■*^  Do  thou  my  life  defend. 
That  I  according  to  thy  word 

My  time  to  come  may  spend. 
2  Enlighten  both  my  eyes  and  mind, 

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The  wondrous  things,  which  they  behold, 
Who  thy  just  precepts  learn. 

3  My  fainting  soul  is  almost  pined, 

With  earnest  longing  &pent. 
While  always  on  the  eager  search 
Of  thy  just  will  intent. 

4  Thy  sharp  rebuke  shall  crush  the  proud, 

Whom  still  thy  curse  pursues  ; 
Since  they  to  walk  in  thy  right  ways 
Presumptuously  refuse. 

5  But  far  from  me  do  thou,  O  Lord, 

Contempt  and  shame  remove  ; 
For  I  thy  sacred  laws  affect 
With  undissembled  love. 

6  For  thy  commands  have  always  been 

My  comfort  and  delight ; 
By  them  I  learn  with  prudent  care 
To  guide  my  steps  aright. 

PART  IV.  DALETH.  C.  M. 

l\/rY  soul,  oppress'd  with  deadly  care, 
■^'-^  Close  to  the  dust  doth  cleave  ; 
Revive  me,  Lord,  and  let  me  now 
Thy  promised  aid  receive. 

2  To  thee  I  still  declared  my  ways, 

And  thou  inclin'dst  thine  ear; 
O  teach  me  then  my  future  life 
By  thy  just  laws  to  steer ! 

3  If  thou  Vv'ilt  make  me  know  thy  laws, 

/Vnd  by  their  guidance  walk. 
The  wondrous  works  which  thou  hast  done 
Shall  be  my  constant  talk. 

4  But  see,  my  soul  within  me  sinks, 

Press'd  down  with  weighty  care  ; 
Do  thou,  according  to  thy  word. 
My  wasted  strength  repair. 


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5  Far,  far  from  me,  be  all  false  ways 

And  lying  arts  removed  ; 
But  kindly  grant  I  still  may  keep 
The  path  by  thee  approved. 

6  Thy  faithful  ways,  thou  God  of  truth, 

My  happy  choice  I've  made ; 
Thy  judgments,  as  my  rule  of  life, 
Before  me  always  laid. 

7  My  care  has  been  to  make  my  life 

With  thy  commands  agree  ; 
O  then  preserve  thy  servant.  Lord, 
From  shame  and  ruin  free  ! 

8  So  in  the  way  of  thy  commands 

Shall  I  with  pleasure  run  ; 
And,  with  a  heart  enlarged  with  joy, 
Successfully  go  on. 

PART   V.  HE.  C.  M. 

TNSTRUCT  me  in  thy  statutes.  Lord, 
-^  Thy  righteous  paths  display  ; 
And  I  from  them,  through  all  my  life, 
Will  never  go  astray. 

2  If  thou  true  wisdom  from  above 

Wilt  graciously  impart. 
To  keep  thy  perfect  laws  I  will 
Devote  my  zealous  heart. 

3  Direct  me  in  the  sacred  ways 

To  which  thy  precepts  lead  ; 
Becausemy  chief  delight  has  been 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

4  Do  thou  to  thy  most  just  commands 

Incline  my  wilhng  heart; 
Let  no  desire  of  worldly  wealth 
From  thee  my  thoughts  divert. 

5  From  those  vain  objects  turn  mine  eyes, 

Which  this  false  world  displays ; 

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But  give  me  lively  power  and  strength 
To  keep  thy  righteous  ways. 

6  Confirm  the  promise  of  thy  word, 

And  give  thy  servant  aid, 
Who  to  transgress  thy  sacred  laws 
Is  awfully  afraid. 

7  The  censure  and  reproach  I  fear, 

In  mercy,  Lord,  remove  ; 
For  all  the  judgments  thou  ordain'st 
Are  full  of  grace  and  love. 

8  Thou  know'st  how  after  thy  commands 

My  longing  heart  does  pant ; 

O  then  make  haste  to  raise  me  up, 

And'  promised  succour  grant ! 

PART    VI.  VAU.  C.    M. 

nnHY  constant  blessing.  Lord,  bestow, 
-*-    To  cheer  my  drooping  heart ; 
To  me,  according  to  thy  word, 
Thy  saving  health  impart. 

2  So  shall  I,  whosoe'er  upbraids, 

This  ready  answer  make  ; 
"In  God  I  trust,  who  never  will 
His  faithful  promise  break." 

3  Then  let  not  quite  the  word  of  truth 

Be  from  my  mouth  removed  ; 
Since  still  my  ground  of  steadfast  hope. 
Thy  judgments,  Lord,  have  proved. 

4  So  I  to  keep  thy  righteous  laws 

Will  all  my  study  bend ; 
And  constantly  my  time  to  come, 
In  their  observance  spend. 

5  My  soul  shall  gladly  walk  at  large. 

From  all  oppression  free. 

Since  I  resolve  to  make  my  life 

With  thy  commands  agree. 
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6  My  longing-  heart  and  ravish'J  soul 

Shall  both  o'erilow  with  joy, 
When  in  thy  loved  commandments  I 
My  happy  hours  employ. 

7  Then  will  I  to  thy  holy  laws 

Lift  up  my  willing  hands ; 
My  care  and  business  then  shall  he. 
To  study  thy  commands. 

PART    VII.  ZAIN.  C.  M. 

A  CCORDING  to  thy  promised  grace, 
"^  Thy  favour,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Make  good  to  me  the  word  on  which 
Thy  servant's  hopes  depend. 

2  That  only  comfort  in  distress 

Did  all  my  griefs  control ; 
Thy  word,  when  troubles  hemm'd  me  round, 
Revived  my  fainting  soul. 

3  Thy  judgments  then,  of  ancient  date, 

I  quickly  call'd  to  mind. 
Till,  ravish'd  with  such  thoughts,  my  soul 
Did  speedy  comfort  find. 

4  Thy  Name,  that  cheer'd  my  heart  by  day. 

Has  fill'd  my  thoughts  by  night : 
I  then  resolved  by  thy  just  laws 
To  guide  my  steps  aright. 

5  That  peace  of  mind,  which  has  my  soul 

In  deep  distress  sustain'd. 
By  strict  obedience  to  thy  will 
I  happily  obtain' d. 

PART    VIII.  CHETH.  C.  M. 

f^  LORD,  my  God,  my  portion  thou 
^^  And  sure  possession  art ; 
Thy  words  I  steadfastly  resolve 
To  treasure  in  my  heart. 
2  With  all  the  strength  of  warm  desire 
I  did  thy  grace  implore  ; — 

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Disclose,  according-  to  thy  word, 
Thy  mercy's  boundless  store. 

3  With  deep  reflection  and  strict  care 

On  all  my  ways  I  thought ; 
And  so,  reclaim'd  to  th};-  just  paths, 
My  wandering  steps  I  brought. 

4  Prolonging  not  the  time,  my  soul 

Resolved  without  delay 
To  watch,  that  I  might  never  more 
From  thy  commandments  stray. 

5  To  such  as  fear  thy  holy  Name 

Myself  I  closely  join  ; 
To  all  who  their  obedient  wills 
To  thy  commands  resign. 

6  O'er  all  the  earth  thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Abundantly  is  shed : 
O  grant  that  I  may  truly  learn 
Thy  sacred  paths  to  tread. 

PART    IX.  TETII.  CM. 

'TXT'ITH  me,  thy  servant,  thou  hast  dealt 

'  '     Most  graciously,  O  Lord  ; 
Repeated  benefits  bestow'd. 
According  to  thy  word. 

2  Teach  me  the  sacred  skill  by  which 

Right  judgment  is  attain' d. 

Who  in  belief  of  thy  commands 

Have  steadfastly  remain'd. 

3  Before  affliction  stopp'd  my  course, 

My  footsteps  went  astray  ; 
But  I  have  since  been  disciplined 
Thy  precepts  to  obey. 

4  Thou  art,  O  Lord,  supremely  good. 

And  all  thou  dost  is  so  ; 
On  me,  thy  statutes  to  discern, 
Thy  saving  skill  bestow. 
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5  'Tis  good  for  me  that  I  have  felt 

Affliction's  chastening  rod, 
That  I  may  duly  learn  and  keep 
The  statutes  of  my  God. 

6  The  law  that  from  thy  mouth  proceeds 

Of  more  esteem  I  hold 
Than  richest  mines,  than  thousand  mines 
Of  silver  and  of  gold. 

PART    X.  JOD.  C.  M. 

'T^O  me,  who  am  the  workmanship 
-■-    Of  thy  almighty  hands, 
The  heavenly  understanding  give 
To  learn  thy  just  commands. 

2  My  preservation  to  thy  saints 

Strong  comfort  will  afford. 
To  see  success  attend  my  hopes. 
Who  trusted  in  thy  word. 

3  That  right  thy  judgments  are,  I  now 

By  sure  experience  see  ; 
And  that  in  faithfulness,  O  Lord, 
Thou  hast  afflicted  me. 

4  O  let  thy  tender  mercy  now 

Afford  me  needful  aid  ; 
According  to  thy  promise.  Lord, 
To  me,  thy  servant,  made  ! 

5  To  me  thy  saving  grace  restore. 

That  I  again  may  live  ; 
Whose  soul  can  relish  no  delight 
But  what  thy  precepts  give. 

6  In  thy  hlest  statutes  let  my  heart 

Continue  always  sound ; 
That  guilt  and  shame,  the  sinner's  lot, 
May  never  me  confound. 

PART    XI.  CAPH.  C.    M. 

lyTY  soul  with  long  expectance  faints 
To  see  thy  saving  grace  ; 


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Yet  still  on  thy  unerring  word 
My  confidence  I  place. 

2  My  very  eyes  consume  and  fail 

With  waiting  for  thy  word ; 

0  when  wilt  thou  thy  kind  relief 
And  promised  aid  afford  ? 

3  Thy  wonted  kindness,  Lord,  restore. 

My  drooping  heart  to  cheer ; 
That  by  thy  righteous  statutes  I 
My  life's  whole  course  may  steer. 

PART   XII.  LAMED.  C.    M. 

Tj^OR  ever  and  for  ever.  Lord, 
■*-     Unchanged  thou  dost  remain  ; 
Thy  word,  estabhsh'd  in  the  heavens, 
Does  all  their  orbs  sustain. 

2  Through  circling  ages.  Lord,  thy  truth 

Immoveable  shall  stand. 
As  doth  the  earth,  which  thou  uphold'st 
By  thine  almighty  hand. 

3  All  things  the  course  by  thee  ordain' d 

E'en  to  this  day  fulfil ; 
They  are  thy  faithful  subjects  all, 
And  servants  of  thy  will. 

4  Unless  thy  sacred  law  had  been 

My  comfort  and  delight, 

1  must  have  fainted  and  expired 

In  dark  affliction's  night. 

5  Thy  precepts  therefore  from  my  thoughts 

Shall  never,  Lord,  depart ; 
For  thou  by  them  hast  to  new  life 
Restored  my  dying  heart. 

6  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below ; 

But  thy  commandments,  like  thyself. 

No  change  or  period  know. 
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PART    XIII.  MEM.  C.    M. 

*HE  love  that  to  thy  laws  I  bear 
No  language  can  display  ; 
They  with  fresh  wonders  entertain 
My  raptured  thoughts  all  day. 

2  My  feet  with  care  I  have  refrain'd 

From  every  sinful  way, 
That  to  thy  sacred  word  I  might 
Entire  obedience  pay. 

3  I  have  not  from  thy  judgments  stray'd, 

By  vain  desires  misled; 
For,  Lord,  thou  hast  instructed  me 
Thy  righteous  paths  to  tread. 

4  How  sweet  are  all  thy  words  to  me  ; 

0  what  divine  repast ! 

How  much  more  grateful  to  my  soul 
Than  honey  to  my  taste  ! 

5  Taught  by  thy  sacred  precepts,  I 

With  heavenly  skill  am  blest ; 
Through  which  the  treacherous  ways  of  sin 

1  utterly  detest. 


PART    XIV.  NUN.  C.    H. 

'T^HY  word  is  to  my  feet  a  lamp, 
-^    The  way  of  truth  to  show  ; 
A  Vvratch-light,  to  point  out  the  path 
In  which  I  ought  to  go. 

2  I've  vow'd,  and  from  my  covenant,  Lord, 

Will  never  start  aside. 
That  in  thy  righteous  judgments  I 
Will  steadfastly  abide. 

3  Let  still  my  sacrifice  of  praise 

With  thee  acceptance  find  ; 
And  in  thy  righteous  judgments,  Lord, 
Instruct  my  willing  mind. 


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4  Thy  testimonies  I  have  made 

My  heritage  and  choice  ; 
For  they,  when  other  comforts  fail, 
My  drooping  heart  rejoice. 

5  My  heart  with  early  zeal  began 

Thy  statutes  to  obey ; 
And,  till  my  course  of  life  is  done, 
Shall  keep  thine  upright  way. 

PART    XV.  SAMECII.  C.  M. 

'FJECEITFUL  thoughts  and  practices 
-*-^  I  utterly  detest ; 
But  to  thy  law  affection  bear 
Too  great  to  be  express'd. 

2  My  hiding-place,  my  refuge-tower. 

And  shield  art  thou,  O  Lord ; 
I  firmly  anchor  all  my  hopes 
On  thy  unerring  word. 

3  Away  from  me,  ye  wicked  men, 

Approach  not  my  abode  ; 

For  firmly  I  resolve  to  keep 

The  precepts  of  my  God. 

4  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

From  danger  set  me  free  ; 
Nor  make  me  of  those  hopes  ashamed, 
That  I  repose  on  thee. 

PART    XVI.  AIN.  C.  M. 

"j\/TINE  eyes,  alas  !  begin  to  fail, 
-^'-^  In  long  expectance  held  ; 
Till  thy  salvation  they  behold 
And  righteous  word  fulfill'd. 

2  To  me,  thy  servant  in  distress. 

Thy  wonted  grace  display. 
And  discipline  my  willing  heart 
Thy  statutes  to  obey. 

3  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear 

Thy  sacred  skill  bestow. 


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That  of  thy  testimonies  I 
The  full  extent  may  know. 
4  Thy  laws  and  precepts  I  account 
In  all  respects  divine  ; 
They  teach  me  to  discern  the  right, 
And  all  false  ways  decline. 

PART    XVII.  PE.  C.  M. 

^HE  wonders  which  thy  laws  contain, 
No  words  can  represent; 
Therefore  to  learn  and  practise  them 
My  zealous  heart  is  bent. 
2  The  very  entrance  to  thy  word 
Celestial  light  displays, 
And  knowledge  of  true  happiness 
To  simplest  minds  conveys. 
8  With  eager  hopes  I  waiting  stood, 
And  fainting  with  desire. 
That  of  thy  wise  commands  I  might 
The  sacred  skill  acquire. 

4  With  favour,  Lord,  look  down  on  me. 

Who  thy  relief  implore  ; 
As  thou  art  wont  to  visit  those 
Who  thy  blest  Name  adore. 

5  Directed  by  thy  heavenly  word 

Let  all  my  footsteps  be  ; 
Nor  wickedness  of  any  kind 

Dominion  have  o'er  me. 
G  On  me,  devoted  to  thy  fear, 

Lord,  make  thy  face  to  shine : 
Thy  statutes  both  to  know  and  keep 

My  heart  with  zeal  incline. 

PART    XVIII.  TSADDI.  C.  M. 

^HOU  art  the  righteous  Judge,  in  whom 

Wrong'd  innocence  may  trust ; 
And,  like  thyself,  thy  judgments,  Lord, 

In  all  respects  are  just. 

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2  Most  just  and  true  those  statutes  were 

Which  thou  didst  first  decree  ; 
And  all  with  faithfulness  perform'd 
Succeeding  times  shall  see. 

3  Lord,  each  neglected  word  of  thine, 

Howe'er  by  men  despised, 
Is  pure,  and  for  eternal  truth 
By  me,  thy  servant,  prized. 

4  Thy  righteousness  shall  then  endure 

When  time  itself  is  past ; 
Thy  law  is  truth  itself,  that  truth 
Which  shall  for  ever  last. 

5  Though  trouble,  anguish,  doubts,  and  dread, 

To  compass  me  unite ; 
Beset  w'ith  danger,  still  I  make 
Thy  precepts  my  delight. 

6  Eternal  and  unerring  rules 

Thy  testimonies  give : 
Teach  me  the  wisdom  that  will  make 
My  soul  for  ever  live. 

PART    XIX.  KOPII.  CM. 

Ty  ITH  my  whole  heart  to  God  I  call'd— 

*  '     Lord,  hear  my  earnest  cry  ; 
And  I  thy  statutes  to  perform 
Will  all  my  care  apply. 
3  Again  more  fervently  I  pray'd — 
O  save  me,  that  I  may 
Thy  testimonies  fully  know, 
And  steadfastly  obey ! 

3  My  earlier  prayer  the  dawning  day 

Prevented,  while  I  cried 
To  him  upon  whose  faithful  word 
My  hope  alone  relied. 

4  Lord,  hear  my  suplicating  voice, 

And  wonted  favour  show  ; 

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O  quicken  me,  and  so  approve 

Thy  judgments  ever  true  ! 
)  Concerning  thy  divine  commands 

My  soul  has  known,  of  old 
That  they  M^ere  true,  and  shall  their  truth 

To  endless  ages  hold. 

PART    XX.  RESCH.  C.   M. 

pONSIDER  my  affliction,  Lord, 
^  And  me  from  bondage  draw ; 
Think  on  thy  servant  in  distress, 
Who  ne'er  forgets  thy  law. 

2  Defend  my  cause,  and  me  to  save 

Thy  timely  aid  afford  ; 
With  beams  of  mercy  quicken  me 
According  to  thy  Avord. 

3  From  harden'd  sinners  thou  remov'st 

Salvation  far  away  ; 
'Tis  just  thou  shouldst  withdraw  from  them 
Who  from  thy  statutes  stray. 

4  Since  great  thy  tender  mercies  are 

To  all  who  thee  adore  ; 
According  to  thy  judgments.  Lord, 
My  fainting  hopes  restore. 

5  Consider,  O  my  gracious  God, 

How  I  thy  precepts  love  ; 
O  therefore  quicken  me  with  beams 
Of  mercy  from  above  ; 

6  As  from  the  birth  of  time  thy  truth 

Has  held  through  ages  past. 
So  shall  thy  righteous  judgments  firm 
To  endless  ages  last. 

PART    XXI.  SCHIN.  C.   M. 

'T^HY  sacred  word  my  joyful  breast 
-*-    With  heavenly  rapture  warms  ; 

Nor  conquest,  nor  the  spoils  of  war, 
Have  such  transporting  charms. 
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2  Perfidious  practices  and  lies 

I  utterly  detest ; 
But  to  thy  laws  affection  bear 
Too  vast  to  be  express'd. 

3  Seven  times  a  day,  with  grateful  voice, 

Thy  praises  I  resound, 
Because  I  find  thy  judgments  all 
With  truth  and  justice  crown'd. 

4  Secure,  substantial  peace  have  they 

Who  truly  love  thy  law  ; 
No  smiling  mischief  them  can  tempt, 
Nor  frowning  danger  awe. 

5  For  thy  salvation  I  have  hoped, 

And,  though  so  long  delay'd. 
With  cheerful  zeal  and  anxious  care 
All  thy  commands  obey'd. 

6  Thy  testimonies  I  have  kept, 

And  constantly  obey'd, 
Because  the  love  I  bore  to  them 
Thy  service  easy  made. 

7  From  strict  observance  of  thy  laws 

I  never  yet  withdrew  ; 
Convinced  that  my  most  secret  ways 
Are  open  to  thy  view. 


PART   XXII.  TAU.  C.  M. 

^O  my  request  and  earnest  cry 
-*-    Attend,  O  gracious  Lord  ; 
Inspire  my  heart  with  heavenly  skill, 
According  to  thy  word. 

2  Let  my  repeated  prayer  at  last 

Before  thy  throne  appear ; 
According  to  thy  plighted  word, 
For  my  relief  draw  near. 

3  Then  shall  my  grateful  lips  return 

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When  thou  thy  counsels  hast  reveal'd, 
And  taught  me  thy  just  ways. 

4  My  tongue  the  praises  of  thy  word 

Shall  thankfully  resound ; 
For  thy  commands  are  right,  thy  laws 
With  truth  and  justice  crown'd. 

5  Let  thy  almighty  arm  appear, 

And  bring  me  timely  aid ; 
For  I  the  laws  thou  hast  ordain'd 
My  heart's  free  choice  have  made. 

6  My  soul  has  waited  long  to  see 

Thy  saving  grace  restored ; 
Nor  comfort  knew,  but  what  thy  laws, 
Thy  heavenly  laws,  afford. 

7  Prolong  my  life,  that  I  may  sing 

My  great  Restorer's  praise  ; 
Whose  justice,  from  the  depths  of  woe, 
My  fainting  soul  shall  raise. 

8  Though  like  a  sheep  that's  lost  Pve  stiay'd» 

And  from  thy  ways  declined. 
Do  thou,  O  Lord,  thy  servant  seek, 
Who  keeps  thy  laws  in  mind. 

SELECTION  98.         C.  M. 

From  the  cxxi.  Psalm  of  David. 

'O  Sion's  hill  I  lift  my  eyes, 
From  thence  expecting  aid  ; 
From  Sion's  hill  and  Sion's  God, 
Who  heaven  and  earth  has  made. 

2  He  will  not  let  thy  foot  be  moved. 

Thy  guardian  will  not  sleep  ; 
Behold,  the  God  who  slumbers  not 
Will  favour' d  Israel  keep. 

3  Shelter'd  beneath  th'  Almighty's  wings, 

Thou  shalt  securely  rest. 

Where  neither  sun  nor  moon  shall  thee 

By  day  or  night  molest. 
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4  From  common  accidents  of  life 

The  Lord  shall  guard  thee  still ; 
'Tis  even  he  that  shall  preserve 
Thy  soul  from  every  ill. 

5  At  home,  abroad,  in  peace,  in  Avar, 

Thy  God  shall  thee  defend  ; 
Conduct  thee  through  life's  pilgrimage, 
Safe  to  thy  journey's  end. 

SELECTION  99.         C.  M. 

From  the  cxxii.  Psalm  of  David. 

r\  'TWAS  a  joyful  sound  to  hear 
^-^  Our  tribes  devoutly  say. 
Up,  Israel,  to  the  temple  haste, 
And  keep  your  festal  day  ! 

2  At  Salem's  courts  we  must  appear, 

With  our  assembled  powers, 
In  strong  and  beauteous  order  ranged 
Like  her  united  towers. 

3  'Tis  thither,  by  divine  command, 

The  tribes  of  God  repair, 
Before  his  ark  to  celebrate 

His  Name  with  praise  and  prayer. 

4  O,  ever  pray  for  Salem's  peace  ; 

For  they  shall  prosperous  be, 
Thou  holy  city  of  our  God, 
Who  bear  true  love  to  thee. 

5  May  peace  within  thy  sacred  walls 

A  constant  guest  be  found  ; 
With  plenty  and  prosperity 
Thy  palaces  be  crown'd. 

6  For  my  dear  brethern's  sake,  and  friends 

No  less  than  brethren  dear, 
I'll  pray — May  peace  in  Salem's  towers 
A  constant  guest  appear. 

7  But  most  of  all  I'll  seek  thy  good. 

And  ever  wish  thee  well, 
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For  Sioti  and  the  temple's  sake, 
Where  God  vouchsafes  to  dwell. 

SELECTION  100.      C.  M. 

From  Ihe  cxxiv.  Psalm  of  David. 

XT  AD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
•^-^  On  Israel's  side  engag-ed, 
The  foe  had  quickly  swallow' d  us, 
So  furiously  he  raged. 

2  Had  not  the  Lord  himself  vouchsafed 

To  check  his  fierce  control. 
The  adversary's  dreary  flood 
Had  overwhelm'd  our  soul. 

3  But  praised  be  our  eternal  Lord, 

Who  left  us  not  his  prey ; 
The  snare  is  broke,  his  rage  disarmed. 
And  we  again  are  free. 

4  Secure  in  God's  almighty  Name 

Our  confidence  remains; 
The  God  who  made  both  heaven  and  earth 
Of  both  sole  monarch  reigns. 
SELECTION  101.      C.  M. 

From  the  cxxv.  Psalm  of  David. 

T/yHO  place  on  Sion's  God  their  trust. 

Like  Sion's  rock  shall  stand  ; 
Like  her  immoveably  be  fix'd 
By  his  ahnighty  hand. 

2  Look  how  the  hills  on  every  side 

Jerusalem  enclose ; 
So  stands  the  Lord  around  his  saints. 
To  guard  them  from  their  foes. 

3  Be  good,  O  righteous  God,  to  those 

Who  righteous  deeds  afl^ect ; 
The  heart  that  innocence  retains, 
Let  innocence  protect. 

4  All  those  who  walk  in  crooked  paths, 

The  Lord  shall  soon  destroy  ; 
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Cut  off  th'  unjust,  but  crown  the  saints 
With  lasting  peace  and  joy. 

SELECTION  102.       CM. 

From  the  cxxvii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTTE  build  with  fruitless  cost  unless 

'  ^     The  Lord  the  pile  sustain  ; 
Unless  the  Lord  the  city  keep, 
The  watchman  wakes  in  vain. 
3  In  vain  we  rise  before  the  day, 
And  late  to  rest  repair, 
Allow  no  respite  to  our  toil. 
And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 
3  Supplies  of  life,  with  ease  to  them. 
He  on  his  saints  bestows  ; 
He  crowns  their  labours  with  success, 
Their  nights  with  safe  repose. 

SELECTION  103.       CM. 

From  the  cxxviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

'T^HE  man  is  bless'd  that  fears  the  Lord, 
-^    Nor  only  worship  pays. 
But  keeps  his  steps  confined  with  care 
To  his  appointed  ways. 

2  He  shall  upon  the  sweet  returns 

Of  his  own  labour  feed  ; 
Without  dependence  live,  and  see 
His  wishes  all  succeed. 

3  Who  fears  the  Lord  shall  prosper  thus ; 

Him  Sion's  God  shall  bless. 
And  grant  him  all  his  days  to  see 
Jerusalem's  success. 

SELECTION  104.       S.  M. 

From  the  cxxx.  Psalm  of  David. 

T7ROM  lowest  depths  of  woe, 

-^     To  God  I  sent  my  cry ; 
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Lord,  hear  my  supplicating  voice, 
And  graciously  reply. 

2  Should'st  thou  severely  judge, 

Who  can  their  trial  bear  ? 
But  thou  forgiv'st,  lest  we  despond. 
And  quite  renounce  thy  fear. 

3  My  soul  with  patience  waits 

For  thee,  the  living  Lord; 
My  hopes  are  on  thy  promise  built. 
Thy  never-failing  word. 

4  My  longing  eyes  look  out 

For  thy  enlivening  ray, 
More  duly  than  the  morning  watch 
To  spy  the  dawning  day. 

5  Let  Israel  trust  in  God, 

No  bounds  his  mercy  knows  ; 
The  plenteous  source  and  spring  from  whence 
Eternal  succour  flows : 

6  Whose  friendly  streams  to  us 

Supplies  in  want  convey  ; 
A  heahng  spring,  a  spring  to  cleanse 
And  wash  our  guilt  away. 

SELECTION  105.       III.  1. 

From  the  cxxxi.  Psalm  of  David. 

r  ORD,  for  ever  at  thy  side 
-^^  Let  my  place  and  portion  be  : 
Strip  fne  of  the  robe  of  pride. 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 
2  Meekly  may  my  soul  receive 
All  thy  Spirit  hath  reveal'd; 
Thou  hast  spoken — I  believe, 
Though  the  oiacle  be  seal'd. 
8  Humble  as  a  httle  child. 

Weaned  from  the  mother's  breast. 
By  no  subtleties  beguiled. 
On  thy  faithful  word  I  rest. 

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4  Israel !  now  and  evermore 
In  the  Lord  Jehovah  trust ; 
Him,  in  all  his  ways,  adore, 
Wise,  and  wonderful,  and  just. 

SELECTION  106.      C.  M. 

From  the  cxxxii.  Psalm  of  David. 

f^  WITH  due  reverence  let  us  all 
^-^  To  God's  abode  repair ; 
And,  prostrate  at  his  footstool  fall'n, 
Pour  out  our  humble  prayer. 

2  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  now  possess 

Thy  constant  place  of  rest ; 
Be  that,  not  only  with  thy  ark, 
But  with  thy  presence  bless'd. 

3  Clothe  thou  thy  priests  with  righteousness. 

Make  thou  thy  saints  rejoice  ; 
And,  for  thy  servant  David's  sake, 
Hear  thy  anointed's  voice. 

4  Fair  Sion  does,  in  God's  esteem, 

All  other  seats  excel ; 
His  place  of  everlasting-  rest, 
Where  he  desires  to  dwell. 

5  Her  store  th'  Almighty  will  increase. 

Her  poor  with  plenty  bless  ; 
Her  saints  shall  shout  for  joy,  her  priests 
His  saving  health  confess. 

SELECTION  107.      CM. 

From  the  cxxxiii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTOW  vast  must  their  advantage  be, 
-^-'-  How  great  their  pleasure  prove. 
Who  live  like  brethren,  and  consent 
In  offices  of  love. 
2  True  love  is  like  the  precious  oil. 
Which,  pour'd  on  Aaron's  head, 
Ran  down  his  beard,  and  o'er  his  robes 

Its  costly  fragrance  shed. 
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3  'Tis  like  refreshing  dew,  which  does 

On  Hermon's  top  distil ; 
Or  like  the  early  drops  that  fall 
On  Sion's  favour'd  hill. 

4  For  Sion  is  the  chosen  seat 

Where  the  Almighty  King 
The  promised  blessing  has  ordain'd, 
And  life's  eternal  spring. 

SELECTION  108.      C.  M. 

From  the  cxxxiv.  Psalm  of  David. 

"DLESS  God,  ye  servants,  that  attend 

-^  Upon  his  solemn  state  ; 

That  in  his  temple's  hallow'd  courts 

With  humble  reverence  wait. 
3  Within  his  house  Hft  up  your  hands 

And  bless  his  holy  Name  : 
From  Sion  bless  thy  Israel,  Lord 

Who  earth  and  heaven  didst  frame. 

SELECTION  109.       CM. 

From  the  cxxxv.  Psahn  of  David. 

/~\  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  one  consent, 
^-^  And  magnify  his  Name  ; 
Let  all  the  servants  of  the  Lord 
His  worthy  praise  proclaim. 

2  Praise  him,  all  ye  that  in  his  house 

Attend  with  constant  care  ; 
With  those  that  to  his  outmost  courts 
With  humble  zeal  repair. 

3  For  God  his  own  peculiar  choice 

The  sons  of  Jacob  makes  ; 
And  Israel's  offspring  for  his  own 
Most  valued  treasure  takes. 

4  That  God  is  great,  we  often  have 

By  glad  experience  found  ; 
And  seen  how  he,  with  wondrous  power. 
Above  all  gods  is  crown'd. 

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5  For  he,  with  unresisted  strength, 

Performs  his  sovereign  will, 
In  heaven  and  earth,  and  watery  stores 
That  earth's  deep  caverns  fill. 

6  Their  just  returns  of  thanks  to  God 

Let  grateful  Israel  pay  ; 

Nor  let  anointed  Aaron's  race 

To  bless  the  Lord  delay. 

7  Their  sense  of  his  unbounded  love 

Let  Levi's  house  express  ; 
And  let  all  those  who  fear  the  Lord, 
His  Name  for  ever  bless. 

8  Let  all  with  thanks  his  wondrous  works 

In  Sion's  courts  proclaim  ; 
Let  them  in  Salem,  where  he  dwells, 
Exalt  his  holy  Name. 

SELECTION  110.      II.  4. 

From  the  cxxxvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

iQ  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ; 
To  him  due  praise  afford. 
As  good  as  he  is  great : 
For  God  does  prove 

Our  constant  friend ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

2  To  him,  whose  wondrous  power 
All  other  gods  obey. 

Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
Your  grateful  homage  pay ; 
For  God  &c. 

3  By  his  almighty  hand 
Amazing  works  are  wrought ; 

The  heavens  by  his  command 
Were  to  perfection  brought : 
For  God  &c. 
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4  He  spread  the  ocean  round 

About  the  spacious  land  ; 
And  bade  the  rising-  ground 
Above  the  waters  stand  : 
For  God  &c. 

5  By  him  the  heavens  display 

Their  numerous  hosts  of  light ; 
The  sun  to  rule  by  day, 

The  moon  and  stars,  by  night : 
For  God  &c. 

6  He,  in  our  depth  of  woes, 

On  us  with  favour  thought ; 
And  from  our  cruel  foes 

In  peace  and  safety  brought : 
For  God  &c. 

7  He  does  the  food  supply 

On  which  all  creatures  live  : 
To  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
Eternal  praises  give  : 
For  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  friend  ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 
SELECTION  in.      L.M 

From  the  cxxxvii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TIT"^^^  "^"^6,  our  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

Sat  down  by  proud  Euphrates'  stream, 
We  wept,  with  doleful  thoughts  oppress'd, 
And  Si  on  was  our  mournful  theme. 

2  Our  harps,  that,  when  with  joy  we  sung. 

Were  wont  their  tuneful  parts  to  bear. 
With  silent  strings  neglected  hung 
On  willow  trees  that  wither'd  there. 

3  O  Salem,  our  once  happy  seat. 

When  I  of  thee  forgetful  prove, 
Let  then  my  trembling  hand  forget 
The  speaking  strings  with  art  to  move. 
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4  If  I  to  mention  thee  forbear, 

Perpetual  silence  be  my  doom  ; 
Or  if  my  cliiefest  joy  compare 
With  thee,  Jerusalem,  my  home  ! 

SELECTION  112.       CM. 

From  the  cxxxviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

"TXTITH  my  whole  heart,  my  God  and  King, 

'  *     Thy  praise  I  will  proclaim  ; 
Before  the  mighty  I  will  sing, 
And  bless  thy  holy  Name. 

2  I'll  worship  at  thy  sacred  seat. 

And,  with  thy  love  inspired, 

The  praises  of  thy  truth  repeat, 

O'er  all  thy  works  admired. 

3  Thou  graciously  inclin'dst  thine  ear. 

When  I  to  thee  did  cry ; 
And,  when  my  soul  was  press'd  with  fear, 
Didst  inward  strength  supply. 

4  For  God,  although  enthroned  on  high. 

Does  thence  the  poor  respect ; 
The  proud,  far  off,  his  scornful  eye 
Beholds  with  just  neglect. 

5  Though  I  with  troubles  am  oppress'd, 

He  shall  my  foes  disarm, 
ReHeve  my  soul  when  most  distress'd. 
And  keep  me  safe  from  harm. 

6  The  Lord,  whose  mercies  ever  last, 

Shall  fix  my  happy  state ; 
And  mindful  of  his  favours  past. 
Shall  his  own  work  complete. 

SELECTION  113.      L.  M. 

From  the  cxxxix.  Psalm  of  David. 

'T^HOU,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 

-*-    My  rising  up  and  lying  down ; 

My  secret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 

Known  long  before  conceived  by  me. 
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2  Thine  eye  my  bed  and  path  surveys, 
My  public  haunts  and  private  ways : 
Thou  know'st  what  'tis  my  lips  would  vent, 
My  yet  unutter'd  words'  intent. 

3  Surrounded  by  thy  power  I  stand, 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  ; 

O  skill  for  human  reach  too  high  ! 
Too  dazzling  bright  for  mortal  eye  ! 

4  From  thy  all-seeing  Spirit,  Lord, 
What  hiding-place  does  earth  afford  ? 

0  where  can  I  thy  influence  shun, 
Or  whither  from  thy  presence  run  ? 

5  If  up  to  heaven  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'st,  enthroned  in  light ; 
If  to  the  world  unseen,  my  God, 
There  also  hast  thou  thine  abode. 

6  If  I  the  morning's  wings  could  gain, 
And  fly  beyond  the  western  main  ; 
E'en  there,  in  earth's  remotest  land, 

1  still  should  find  thy  guiding  hand. 

7  Or,  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  sable  wings  of  night. 

One  glance  from  thee,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

8  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise. 

No  screen  from  thy  all-searching  eyes  ; 
Through  midnight  shades  thou  find'st  thy  way, 
As  in  the  blazing  noon  of  day. 

9  Thou  know'st  the  texture  of  my  heart, 
My  reins  and  every  vital  part : 

I'll  praise  thee,  from  whose  hands  I  came 
A  work  of  such  a  wondrous  frame. 
10  Let  me  acknowledge  too,  O  God, 
That  since  this  m.aze  of  life  I  trod. 
Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  numbers  to  recount. 
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11  Far  sooner  could  I  reckon  o'er 
The  sands  upon  the  ocean's  shore  ; 
Each  morn,  revising  what  I've  done, 
I  find  th'  account  but  new  begun. 

12  Search,  try,  O  God,  my  thoughts  and  heart. 
If  mischief  lurk  in  any  part ; 

Correct  me  where  I  go  astray, 
And  guide  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

SELECTION  114.      CM. 

From  the  cxli.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  ORD,  in  thy  sight,  O  let  my  prayer 
-*-^  Like  morning  incense  rise  ; 
My  lifted  hands  accepted  be 
As  evening  sacrifice. 

2  From  hasty  language  curb  my  tongue. 

And  let  a  constant  guard 
Still  keep  the  portal  of  my  lips 
With  wary  silence  barr'd. 

3  From  wicked  men's  designs  and  deeds 

My  heart  and  hands  restrain  ; 
Nor  let  me  share  their  evil  works, 
Or  their  unrighteous  gain. 

4  Let  upright  men  reprove  my  faults. 

And  I  shall  think  them  kind  ; 
Like  healing  oil  upon  my  head 
I  their  reproof  shall  find. 

SELECTION  115.      CM. 

From  the  cxliii.  Psahn  of  David. 

T  ORD,  hear  my  prayer,  and  to  my  cry 
-^  Thy  wonted  audience  lend  ; 
In  thy  accustom'd  faith  and  truth 
A  gracious  answer  send. 
2  Nor  at  thy  strict  tribunal  bring 
Thy  servant  to  be  tried  ; 
j         For  in  thy  sight  no  living  man 
j  Can  e'er  be  justified. 


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3  To  thee  my  hands  in  humble  prayer 

I  fervently  stretch  out ; 
My  soul  for  thy  refreshment  thn'sts, 
Like  land  oppress'd  with  drought. 

4  Hear  me  with  speed,  my  spirit  fails, 

Thy  face  no  longer  hide, 
Lest  t  become  forlorn,  like  them 
That  in  the  grave  reside. 

5  Thy  kindness  early  let  me  hear, 

Whose  trust  on  thee  depends  ; 
Teach  me  the  way  where  I  should  go, 
My  soul  to  thee  ascends. 
G  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  from  all  my  foes 
Preserve  and  set  me  free  ; 
A  safe  retreat,  a  hiding  place, 
My  soul  implores  from  thee. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  thy  righteous  v/ill 

Instruct  me  to  obey ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  lead  and  keep 
My  soul  in  thy  right  way. 

8  O,  for  the  sake  of  thy  great  Name, 

Revive  my  drooping  heart ; 
For  thy  truth's  sake,  to  me  distress'd 
Thy  saving  health  impart. 

SELECTION  116.       L.  M. 

From  the  cxliv.  Psalm  of  David. 

T  ORD,  what's  in  man,  that  thou  should'st  love 
-^-^  Of  him  such  tender  care  to  take  ? 
What  in  his  offspring  could  thee  move 
Such  great  account  of  him  to  make  ? 

2  The  life  of  man  does  quickly  fade, 

His  thoughts  but  empty  are  and  vain,  . 
His  days  are  like  a  flying  shade. 

Of  whose  short  stay  no  signs  remam. 

3  To  thee,  almighty  King  of  kings. 

In  new-made  hymns  n\y  voice  I'll  raise  ; 


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And  instruments  of  many  strings 
Shall  help  me  to  adore  and  praise. 

SELECTION  117. 

From  the  cxlv.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  C.    M. 

^pHEE  I  will  bless,  my  God  and  King, 
-^    Thy  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
This  tribute  daily  I  Avill  bring. 
And  ever  bless  thy  Name. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  beyond  compare  art  great. 

And  highly  to  be  praised ; 
Thy  majesty,  with  boundless  height, 
Above  our  knowledge  raised. 

3  Renown'd  for  mighty  acts,  thy  fame 

To  future  time  extends  ; 
From  age  to  age  thy  glorious  Name 
Successively  descends. 

4  Whilst  I  thy  glory  and  renown, 

And  wondrous  works  express. 
The  world  with  me  thy  might  shall  own, 
And  thy  great  power  confess. 

5  The  praise  that  to  thy  love  belongs 

They  shall  Avith  joy  proclaim  ; 
Thy  truth  of  all  their  grateful  songs 
Shall  be  the  constant  theme. 

6  The  Lord  is  good ;  fresh  acts  of  grace 

His  pity  still  supplies  ; 
His  anger  moves  with  slowest  pace, 
His  willing  mercy  flies. 

7  Thy  love  through  earth  extends  its  fame, 

To  all  thy  works  express'd  ; 
These  show  thy  praise,  whilst  thy  great  Name 
Is  by  thy  servants  bless'd. 

8  Thc)^  with  a  glorious  prospect  fired, 

Shall  of  thy  kingdom  speak  ; 


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And  thy  great  power,  by  all  admired, 
Their  lofty  subject  make. 

9  God's  mighty  works  of  ancient  date 
Shall  thus  to  all  be  known ; 
And  thus  his  kingdom's  glorious  state 
In  all  its  splendour  shown. 

10  His  steadfast  throne,  from  changes  free, 
Sho,ll  stand  for  ever  fast ; 
His  boundless  sway  no  end  shall  see, 
But  time  itself  outlast. 

PART    II.  C.  M. 

n^HE  Lord  does  them  support  that  fall, 
-*-    And  makes  the  prostrate  rise,* 
For  his  kind  aid  all  creatures  call. 
Who  timely  food  supplies. 

2  Whate'er  their  various  wants  require, 

With  open  hand  he  gives  ; 
And  so  fulfils  the  just  desire 
Of  every  thing  that  lives. 

3  How  holy  is  the  Lord,  how  just, 

How  righteous  all  his  ways  ! 
How  nigh  to  him,  who  with  firm  trust 
For  his  assistance  prays  ! 

4  He  grants  the  full  desires  of  those 

Who  him  with  fear  adore  ; 
And  will  their  troubles  soon  compose, 
When  they  his  aid  implore. 

5  The  Lord  preserves  all  those  with  care 

Whom  grateful  love  employs  ; 
But  sinners,  who  his  vengeance  dare. 
In  justice  he  destroys. 

6  My  time  to  co\  le,  in  praises  spent, 

Shall  still  advance  his  fame  ; 
And  all  mankind,  with  one  consent. 
For  ever  bless  his  Name. 
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SELECTION  118.      III.  3. 

From  the  cxlv.  Psalm  of  David. 

f~^  CD,  my  King,  thy  might  confessing, 
^-^  Ever  will  I  bless  thy  Name  ; 
Day  by  day  thy  throne  addressing, 
Still  will  I  thy  praise  proclaim. 

2  Honour  great  our  God  befitteth; 

Who  his  majesty  can  reach  ? 
Age  to  age  his  works  transmitteth, 
Age  to  age  his  power  shall  teach. 

3  They  shall  talk  of  all  thy  glory. 

On  thy  might  and  greatness  dwell. 
Speak  of  thy  dread  acts  the  story, 
And  thy  deeds  of  wonder  tell. 

4  Nor  shall  fail  from  memory's  treasure. 

Works  by  love  and  mercy  wrought ; 
Works  of  love  surpassing  measure. 
Works  of  mercy  passing  thought. 

5  Full  of  kindness  and  compassion. 

Slow  to  anger,  vast  in  love, 
God  is  good  to  all  creation ; 

All  his  works  his  goodness  prove. 

6  All  thy  works,  O  Lord,  shall  bless  thee, 

Thee  shall  all  thy  saints  adore  ; 
King  suprem.e  shall  they  confess  thee. 
And  proclaim  thy  sovereign  power. 

7  They  thy  might,  all  might  excelling. 

Shall  to  all  mankind  make  known  ; 
And  the  brightness  of  thy  dwelling. 
And  the  glories  of  thy  throne. 

8  Ever,  God  of  endless  praises. 

Shall  thy  royal  might  remain  ; 

Evermore  thy  brightness  blazes. 

Ever  lasts  thy  righteous  reign. 

9  Them  that  fall  the  Lord  protecteth, 

He  sustains  the  bow'd  and  bent : 


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Every  eye  from  thee  expecteth, 
Fix'd  on  thee,  its  nourishment. 
10  Thou  to  all,  great  Cxod  of  nature, 
Giv'st  in  season  due  their  food  ; 
Spread'st  thy  hand,  and  every  creature 
Satisfiest  still  with  good. 
n  God  is  just  in  all  he  doeth, 
Kind  is  he  in  all  his  ways  ; 
He  his  ready  presence  showeth. 
When  a  faithful  servant  prays. 

12  Who  sincerely  seek  and  fear  him, 

He  to  them  their  wish  will  give  ; 
When  they  call,  the  Lord  will  hear  them, 
He  will  hear  them,  and  reheve. 

13  From  Jehovah  all  who  prize  him 

Shall  his  saving  health  enjoy : 
All  the  wicked  who  despise  him, 
He  will  in  their  sin  destroy. 

14  Still,  Jehovah,  thee  confessing. 

Shall  my  tongue  thy  praise  proclaim ; 
And  may  all  mankind  with  blessing 
Ever  hail  thy  holy  Name. 

SELECTION  119.       CM. 

From  the  cxlvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

1^  PRAISE  the  Lord,  and  thou,  my  soul, 
^-^  For  ever  bless  his  Name  : 
His  wondrous  love,  while  life  shall  last, 
My  constant  praise  shall  claim. 

2  On  princes,  on  the  sons  of  men, 

Let  none  for  aid  rely  ; 
They  cannot  help,  they  turn  to  dust, 
And  all  their  counsels  die. 

3  Then  happy  he,  who  Jacob's  God 

For  his  protector  takes  ; 

Who  still,  with  well-placed  hope,  the  Lord 

His  constant  refuge  makes. 
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4  The  Lord,  who  made  both  heaven  and  earth, 

And  all  that  they  contain, 
Will  never  quit  his  steadfast  truth, 
Nor  make  his  promise  vain. 

5  The  poor,  oppress'd,  from  all  their  wrongs 

Are  eased  by  his  decree  ; 
He  gives  the  hungry  needful  food, 
And  sets  the  prisoners  free. 

6  By  him  the  blind  receive  their  sight. 

The  weak  and  fali'n  he  rears ; 
With  kind  regard  and  tender  love 
He  for  the  righteous  cares. 

7  The  strangers  he  preserves  from  harm, 

The  orphan  kindly  treats  ; 
Defends  the  widow,  and  the  wiles 
Of  wicked  men  defeats. 

8  The  God  that  does  in  Sion  dwell 

Is  our  eternal  King  : 
From  age  to  age  his  reign  endures ; 
Let  all  his  praises  sing. 

SELECTION  120.      11.  2. 

From  the  cxlvi.  Psalm  of  David. 

T'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath, 
-^  And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death. 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Why  should  I  place  in  man  my  trust? 
E'en  princes  die  and  turn  to  dust, 

Vain  is  the  help  of  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power, 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour, 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 

3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 

On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky, 
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And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
He  saves  th'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 
1  The  Lord  gives  eyesight  to  the  blind, 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking-  mind, 

He  sends  the  righteous  strength  and  peace, 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

And  to  the  prisoner  grants  release. 
S  God  shall  the  wicked  overturn. 
On  them  his  wrath  shall  ever  burn. 

Sinners  shall  perish  in  their  ways  : 
Sion !  the  God  thy  sons  adore, 
He,  he  is  king  for  evermore ; 

The  Lord  thy  God  for  ever  praise ! 

SELECTION  12L 

From  the  cxlvii.  Psalm  of  David. 
PART    I.  C.  M. 

r\  PRAISE  the  Lord  with  hymns  of  joy, 
^-^   And  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
For  pleasant,  good,  and  comely  'tis 
To  praise  his  holy  Name. 

2  His  holy  city  God  will  build. 

Though  levell'd  with  the  ground  ; 
Bring  back  his  people,  though  dispersed 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 

3  He  kindly  heals  the  broken  hearts. 

And  all  their  wounds  does  close  ; 
He  tells  the  number  of  the  stars, 
Their  several  names  he  knows. 

4  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  great  his  power. 

His  Vv'isdom  has  no  bound  ; 
The  meek  he  raises,  and  throws  down 
The  wicked  to  the  ground. 

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5  To  God  the  Lord,  a  hymn  of  praise 

With  grateful  voices  sing  ; 
To  songs  of  triumph  tune  the  harp, 
And  strike  each  warbling  string. 

6  He  covers  heaven  with  clouds,  and  thence 

Refreshing  rain  bestows ; 
And  on  the  mountains,  through  his  care. 
The  grass  in  plenty  grows. 

7  His  care  the  beasts  that  loosely  range 

With  timely  food  supplies  ; 
He  feeds  the  ravens'  tender  brood, 
And  stops  their  hungry  cries. 

8  The  Lord  to  him  that  fears  his  Nam.e 

His  tender  love  extends  ; 
To  him  that  on  his  boundless  grace 
With  steadfast  hope  depends. 

9  Let  Sion  and  Jerusalem 

To  God  their  praise  address  ; 
Whose  strength  secures  their  lasting  gates, 
Who  does  their  children  bless. 

PART  II.  L.  M. 

TEFIOVAH  speaks  :  swift  from  the  skies 
•^    To  earth  the  sovereign  mandate  flies  ; 
The  elements  confess  their  Lord, 
With  prompt  obedience  to  his  word  ; 

2  The  thick  descending  flakes  of  snow 
O'er  earth  a  fleecy  mantle  throw  ; 
And  glittering  frost  o'er  all  the  plains 
Binds  nature  fast  in  icy  chains. 

3  He  speaks  :  the  ice  and  snow  obey, 
And  nature's  fetters  melt  away ; 
Softly  the  vernal  breezes  bloAV, 
And  murmuring  waters  freely  flow. 

4  But  nobler  works  his  grace  record  ; 
To  Israel  he  reveals  his  word ; 


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To  them,  his  chosen  flock,  alone, 
He  makes  his  sacred  precepts  known. 
Such  bliss  no  heathen  nation  shares, 
His  oracles  are  only  theirs : 
Let  Israel  then  their  voices  raise, 
And  bless  their  God  in  songs  of  praise. 

SELECTION  122.      II.  4. 

From  the  cxlviii.  Psalm  of  David. 

TTE  boundless  realms  of  joy, 
-*-    Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 
His  praise  your  song-  employ 
Above  the  starry  frame  : 
Your  voices  raise. 
Ye  cherubim 
And  seraphim. 
To  sing  his  praise. 

2  Thou  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 

And  sun  that  guid'st  the  day, 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay  : 
His  praise  declare, 
Ye  heavens  above. 
And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 

3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  Name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 
They  all  from  nothing  came  ; 
And  all  shall  last. 
From  changes  free  ; 
His  firm  decree 
Stands  ever  fast. 

4  Let  earth  her  tribute  pay: 

Praise  him,  ye  dreadful  whales, 
And  fish  that  through  the  sea 

Glide  swift  with  glittering  scales ; 
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Fire,  hall,  and  snow, 
And  misty  air, 
And  winds  that  where 

He  bids  them  blow. 

5  By  hills  and  mouniains,  all 

In  grateful  concert  join'd  ; 
By  cedars  stately  tall, 

And  trees  for  fruit  design'd  ; 
By  every  beast. 
And  creeping-  thing, 
And  fowl  of  wing, 
His  Name  be  blest. 

6  Let  all  of  highest  birth, 

With  those  of  humbler  name, 
And  judges  of  the  earth. 

His  matchless  praise  proclaim 
In  this  design. 
Let  youths  with  maids. 
And  hoary  heads 
With  children,  join. 

7  United  zeal  be  shown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 
Whose  glorious  Name  alone 
Deserves  our  endless  praise  ; 
Earth's  utmost  ends 
His  power  obey  ; 
His  glorious  sway 
The  sky  transcends. 

8  His  chosen  saints  to  grace, 

He  sets  them  up  on  high; 

And  favour's  Israel's  race. 

Who  still  to  him  are  nigh : 

O  therefore  raise 

Your  grateful  voice, 

And  still  rejoice 

The  Lord  to  praise  ! 
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SELECTION  123.       IV.  L 

From  the  cxlix.  Tsalm  of  Drivid, 

r\  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 
^-^  Prepare  your  glad  voice 
Ilis  praise  in  the  great 

Assembly  to  sing- ; 
In  their  great  Creator 

Let  Israel  rejoice  ; 
And  children  of  Sion 

Be  glad  in  their  King. 
2  Let  them  his  great  Name 

Extol  in  their  songs, 
With  hearts  well  attuned 

His  praises  express  ; 
Who  always  takes  pleasure 

To  hear  their  glad  tongues, 
And  waits  with  salvation 

The  humble  to  bless. 
8  With  glory  adorn'd, 

His  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  their  heads 

With  safety  doth  shield  ; 
Such  honour  and  triumph 

His  favour  shall  bring  : 
O  therefore,  for  ever 

All  praise  to  him  yield  ! 

SELECTION  124.       L.  M. 

From  the  cl.  Psahn  of  David. 

r\  PRAISE  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place 
^-^  From  whence  his  goodness  largely  flows ; 
Praise  him  in  heaven,  where  he  his  face, 

Unveil'd,  in  perfect  glory  shows. 
2  Praise  him  for  all  the  mighty  acts 

Which  he  in  our  behalf  has  done  ; 

His  kindness  this  return  exacts. 

With  which  our  praise  should  equal  run. 
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3  Let  the  shrill  trumpet's  warlike  voice 

Make  rocks  and  hills  his  praise  rebound 
Praise  him  with  harp's  melodious  noise 
And  gentle  psaltery's  silver  sound. 

4  Let  them  who  joyful  hymns  compose, 

To  cymbals  set  their  songs  of  praise ; 
To  well-tuned  cymbals,  and  to  those 
That  loudly  sound  on  solemn  days. 

5  Let  all  that  vital  breath  enjoy, 

The  breath  he  does  to  them  afford, 
In  just  returns  of  praise  employ ; 
Let  every  creature  praise  the  Lord ! 


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HYMNS, 


SUITED  TO  THE 


FEASTS  AND  FASTS  OF  THE  CHURCH, 


AND   OTHER 


OCCASIONS    OF    PUBLIC    WORSHIP. 


PHILADELPHIA  t 
J.   B.   LIPPINCOTT    &    CO. 

1856. 

J 


HYMNS. 


I.  THE  HOLY  SCRIPTURES. 

HYMN  1.  C.  M. 

f"^  RE  AT  God,  with  wonder  and  with,  praise 
^-*    On  all  thy  works  I  look  ; 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  book. 
3  The  stars  that  in  their  courses  roil, 
Have  much  instruction  given  ; 
But  thy  good  word  informs  my  soul 
How  I  may  soar  to  heaven. 

3  The  fields  provide  me  food,  and  show 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 
But  fruits  of  life  and  glory  grow 
In  thy  most  holy  v/ord. 

4  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid, 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies  ; 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfied. 
And  here  my  hopes  arise. 

5  Lord,  m.ake  me  understand  thy  law. 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been ; 
And  from  thy  Gospel  let  me  draw 
Pardon  for  all  my  sin. 

6  Here  would  I  learn  how  Christ  has  died 

To  save  my  soul  from  hell ; 

Not  all  the  books  on  earth  beside, 

Such  heavenly  wonders  tell. 

7  Then  let  me  love  my  Bible  more. 

And  take  a  fresh  dehght. 

By  day  to  read  these  wonders  o'er, 

And  meditate  by  night. 
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HYMNS  2,  3. 


HYMN  2.  C.  M. 

TJ^ATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 
-^     What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see. 
And  still  increasing  light. 

0  Divine  Instructer,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 


II.  CREATION. 
HYMN  8.  C.  M. 

p  REAT  first  of  beings  !  mighty  Lord 
^-^  Of  all  this  wondrous  frame  ! 
Produced  by  thy  creating  word, 
The  world  from  nothing  came. 
2  Thy  voice  sent  forth  the  high  command, 
'Twas  instantly  obey'd : 
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HYMN  4. 


And  through  thy  goodness  all  things  stand 
Which  by  thy  power  were  made. 

3  Lord,    for  thy  glory  shine  the  whole  ; 

They  all  reflect  thy  hght : 
For  this,  in  course  the  planets  roll. 
And  day  succeeds  the  night. 

4  For  this,  the  sun  dispenses  heat 

And  beams  of  cheering  day ; 
And  distant  stars,  in  order  set, 
By  night  thy  power  display. 

5  For  this,  the  earth  its  produce  yields, 

For  this,  the  waters  How ; 
And  blooming  plants  adorn  the  fields. 
And  trees  aspiring  grow. 

6  Inspired  with  praise,  our  minds  pursue 

This  wise  and  noble  end  ; 
That  all  we  think,  and  all  we  do. 
Shall  to  thine  honour  tend. 

HYMN  4.  C.  M. 

Genesis  i. 

T  ET  heaven  arise,  let  earth  appear, 
-^  Proclaim'd  th'  Eternal  Lord : 
The  heaven  arose,  the  earth  appear' d, 
At  his  creating  word. 

2  But  formless  was  the  earth,  and  void, 

Dark,  sluggish,  and  confused  ; 
Till  o'er  the  mass  the  Spirit  moved, 
And  quickening  power  diffused. 

3  Then  spake  the  Lord  Omnipotent 

The  mandate,  "Be  there  light:" 
Light  darted  forth  in  vivid  rays, 
And  scatter'd  ancient  night. 

4  The  glorious  firmament  he  spread, 

To  part  the  earth  and  sky ; 
And  fix'd  the  upper  elements 
Within  their  spheres  on  high. 

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HYMN  5. 


5  He  bade  the  seas  tofrether  flow ; 

They  left  the  solid  land  : 
And  herbs,  and  plants,  and  fruitful  trees, 
Sprung  forth  at  his  command. 

6  Above,  he  formM  the  stars ;  and  placed 

Two  greater  orbs  of  light ; 
The  radiant  sun  to  rule  the  day, 
The  moon  to  rule  the  night. 

7  To  all  the  varied  living  tribes 

He  gave  their  wondrous  birth: 
Some  form'd  Vv'ithin  the  v/atery  deep, 
Some  from  the  teeming  earth. 

8  Then,  chief  o'er  all  his  works  below, 

Man,  honour'd  man,  was  made  ; 
His  soul  with  God's  pure  image  stamp'd, 
AVith  innocence  array'd. 

9  Completed  now  the  mighty  work, 

God  his  creation  view'd  ; 
And,  pleased  with  all  that  he  had  made, 
Pronounced  it  "very  good." 

HYMN  5.  II.  1. 

Psalm  cxlviii. 
Praise  from  Living  Creaitircs. 
"OEGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay, 
■^  Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  th'  Almighty's  Name  : 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  and  seas  and  skies. 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise. 
To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 
I  Ye  angels,  catch  the  thrilling  sound, 
While  all  the  adoring  thrones  around 

His  boundless  mercy  sing ; 
Let  every  listening  saint  above 
Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love. 

And  touch  the  sweetest  string. 
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HYMN  6. 


3  Whate'er  this  living-  -world  contains, 
That  wings  the  air  or  treads  the  plains, 

United  praise  bestow ; 
Ye  tenants  of  the  ocean  wide, 
Proclaim  Him  through  the  mighty  tide. 

And  in  the  deeps  below. 

4  Let  man,  by  nobler  passions  sv/ay'd. 
The  feeling  heart,  the  judging  head, 

In  heavenly  praise  employ  ; 
Spread  HIS  tremendous  Name  around, 
While  heaven's  broad  arch  rings  back  the  sound, 

The  general  burst  of  joy. 

HYMN  G.  II.  1. 

Psalm  cxlviii. 
Praise  from  the  Elements  and  Worlds. 

YE  fields  of  light,  celestial  plains. 
Where  pure,  serene  effulgence  reigns. 
Ye  scenes  divinely  fair. 
Your  Maker's  wondrous  power  proclaim, 
Tell  how  he  form'd  your  shining  frame, 
And  breathed  the  fluid  air. 

2  Join,  all  ye  stars,  the  vocal  choir ; 
Thou  dazzling  orb  of  liquid  fire. 

The  mighty  chorus  aid  ; 
And,  soon  as  evening  veils  the  plain, 
Thou  moon,  prolong  the  hallow'd  strain, 

And  praise  Him  in  the  shade. 

3  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode, 
Proclaim  the  glories  of  thy  God  ; 

Ye  worlds,  declare  his  might ; 
He  spake  the  w^ord,  and  ye  were  made, 
Darkness  and  dismal  chaos  fled. 

And  nature  sprung  to  light. 

4  Let  every  element  rejoice  ; 

Ye  thunders,  burst  Avitli  awful  voice 
To  Him  who  bids  you  roll ; 
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HYMNS  7,  8. 


His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 
And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

HYMN  7.  L.  M. 

Psalm  xix. 

n^HE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
-^    With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky. 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 
3  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day. 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display. 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail. 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale  ; 
And,  nightly,  to  the  listening  earth. 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 

4  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn. 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll. 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though  m  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ; 

6  In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice. 
For  ever  singing  as  the}'-  shine, 
"The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 


III.  PROVIDENCE. 
HYMN  8.  L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ. 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
To  hail  thee,  Sovereign  of  the  year. 
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HYMN  9. 


2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 

Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole  : 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring  at  thy  command 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores ; 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 

No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days. 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid 
With  morning  light,  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise. 
And  circling  Sabbaths  bless  our  eyes. 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar. 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

HYMN  9.  11.  3. 

Psalm  xxiii. 

n^'HE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
-^    And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  ; 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant. 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow. 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread ; 

■^'      T37~~  -  ^"2 


HYMN  10. 


My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

HYMN  10.  C.  M. 

TX^HEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

'  '     My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  O  how  shall  words  w^ith  equal  warmth. 

The  gratitude  declare 
That  glows  within  m.y  ravish'd  heart ! 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there. 

3  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd. 

And  all  my  wants  redrest, 

When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay. 

And  hung  upon  the  breast. 

4  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
E'er  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learnt 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

5  Unnumber'd  comforts  to  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

6  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran. 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

7  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deatlis. 

It  gently  clear'd  my  way. 
And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice. 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 

8  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renew'd  my  face  ; 
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HYMN  11. 


And,  when  in  sins  and  sorrows  sunk, 
Revived  my  soul  with  grace. 
0  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  worldly  hliss' 
Has  made  my  cup  run  o'er ; 

And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend 
Has  doubled  all  my  store. 

10  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

11  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

12  When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  night 

Divide  thy  works  no  more, 
My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
Thy  mercy  shall  adore. 

13  Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise  : 

But  O  !  eternity's  too  short 

To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

HYMN  11.  III.  1. 

Psalin  xxxi.  15. 
My  times  arc  in  thy  hand. 

SOVEREIGN  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Ever  gracious,  ever  wise. 
All  our  times  are  in  thy  hand, 
All  events  at  thy  command. 
He  that  form'd  us  in  the  womb, 
He  shall  guide  us  to  the  tomb ; 
All  our  ways  shall  ever  be 
Ordered  by  his  wise  decree. 
Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health, 
Blighting  want,  and  cheerful  wealth, 
All  our  pleasures,  all  our  pains. 
Come,  and  end,  as  God  ordains. 


S' 


HYMNS  12,  13. 


4  May  we  always  own  thy  hand, 
Still  to  thee  surrender'd  stand, 
Know  that  thou  art  God  alone, 
We  and  ours  are  all  thy  own  ! 

HYMN  12.  C.  M. 

f^  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
^^  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea. 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 
J  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 
With  never  failing-  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs. 
And  works  his  gracious  will. 
\  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 
The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercj^  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 
[  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace  : 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 
>  His  purposes  wil]  ripen  fast. 
Unfolding  every  hour : 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  SAveet  will  be  the  flower. 
)  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


IV.  REDEMPTION. 
HYMN  13.  S.  M. 

Job  ix.  2—6. 

A  H,  how  shall  fallen  man 
-^  Be  just  before  his  God  ! 
"240 


HYMN  14.  ! 


If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  sink  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark 

With  strict  inquiring-  eyes, 
Could  we  for  one  of  thousand  faults 
A  just  excuse  devise  ? 

3  All-seeing,  powerful  God  ! 

Who  can  with  thee  contend  ? 
Or  who  that  tries  th'  unequal  strife,    ■ 
Shall  prosper  in  the  end  ? 

4  The  mountains  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake  : 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place, 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

5  Ah,  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God  ? 
None,  none  can  meet  him,  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 

HYMN   14.  L.  M. 

Job  ix.  SO— 33. 

'T^HOUGH  I  should  seek  to  wash  me  clean 
-^    In  water  of  the  driven  snow, 
My  soul  would  yet  its  spot  retain, 
And  sink  in  conscious  guilt  and  woe  : 

2  The  Spirit,  in  his  power  divine, 

"Would  cast  my  vaunting  soul  to  earth. 
Expose  the  foulness  of  its  sin, 

And  show  the  vileness  of  its  worth. 

3  Ah,  not  like  erring  man  is  God, 

That  men  to  answer  him  should  dare  ; 
Condemn'd,  and  into  silence  awed. 
They  helpless  stand  before  his  bar. 

4  There,  must  a  Mediator  plead, 

Who,  God  and  man,  may  both  embrace ; 
With  God,  for  man  to  intercede, 
And  oiTer  man  the  purchased  grace. 
"        141 


HYMNS  15,  16. 


And  lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  slain 

To  be  this  Mediator  crown'd: 
In  Him,  my  soul,  be  cleansed  from  stain, 

In  Him  thy  righteousness  be  found ! 

HYMN  15.  L.  M. 

A  LL  glorious  God,  what  hymns  of  praise 
-^  Shall  our  transported  voices  raise  : 
What  ardent  love  and  zeal  are  due, 
While  heaven  stands  open  to  our  view. 
Once  we  were  fallen,  and  O  how  low ! 
Just  on  the  brink  of  endless  woe  : 
When  Jesus,  from  the  realms  above. 
Borne  on  the  wings  of  boundless  love, 
Scatter'd  the  shades  of  death  and  night. 
And  spread  around  his  heavenly  light : 
By  him  what  wondrous  grace  is  shown 
To  souls  impoverish'd  and  undone. 
He  shows,  beyond  these  mortal  shores, 
A  bright  inheritance  as  ours; 
Where  saints  in  light  our  coming  wait. 
To  share  their  holy,  happy  state. 
HYMN  16.        '    C.  M. 

O  ALVATION  !  O  the  joyful  sound, 

^  Glad  tidings  to  our  ears  ; 

A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
I  Salvation  !  buried  once  in  sin. 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay ; 

But  now  we  rise  by  grace  divine. 
And  see  a  heavenly  day. 
5  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around  ; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

1  Salvation  !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb, 

To  Thee  the  praise  belongs : 
_  - 


HYMNS  17,  18. 


Our  hearts  shall  kindle  at  thy  Name, 
Thy  Name  inspire  our  songs. 

Chorus  for  the  end  of  each  verse. 
Glory,  honour,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever ! 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer ! 
Hallelujah,  praise  the  Lord  ! 

HYMN  17.  C.  M. 

'T^O  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 
-^    Awake  the  sacred  song  : 
O  may  his  love  (im^mortal  flame  !) 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue. 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ; 

What  mortal  tongue  display  ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss. 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleeci-  and  die  ! 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

4  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
The  Saviour  died  for  me. 

5  O  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 

Fill  every  heart  and  tongue  ; 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  Name, 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 

HYMN  18.  III.  3. 

Q  AVIOUR,  source  of  every  blessing, 
^  Tune  my  heart  to  grateful  lays  ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing. 
Call  for  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 
2  Teach  me  some  melodious  measure. 
Sung  by  raptured  saints  above  ; 


HYMNS  19,20. 


Fill  my  soul  with  sacred  pleasure, 
While  I  sing  redeeming  love. 

3  Thou  didst  seek  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
Thou,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Didst  redeem  me  with  thy  blood. 

4  By  thy  hand  restored,  defended, 

Safe  through  life  thus  far  I've  come  ; 
Safe,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  ended, 
Bring  me  to  my  heavenly  home. 

HYxMN  19.  C.  M. 

Titus  iii.  4 — 7. 

TV/rY  grateful  soul,  for  ever  praise, 
IVX  Pqp  Qy^y  iQyQ  hlsNamo, 

Who  turn'd  thee  from  the  fatal  paths 
Of  folly,  sin  and  shame. 

2  Vain  and  presumptuous  is  the  trust 

Which  in  our  works  we  place  ; 
Salvation  from  a  higher  source 
Flows  to  our  fallen  race. 

3  'Tis  from  the  love  of  God  through  Christ, 

That  all  our  hopes  begin ; 
His  mercy  saved  our  souls  from  death. 
And  w^ash'd  us  from  our  sin. 

4  His  Spirit,  through  the  Saviour  shed, 

His  sacred  fire  imparls, 
Removes  our  dross,  and  love  divine 
Enkindles  in  our  hearts. 

5  Thus  raised  from  death,  we  live  anew ; 

And,  justified  by  grace. 
We  hope  in  glory  to  appear. 
And  see  our  Father's  face. 

HYMN  20.  C.  M. 

TTOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 
-*-*-  Unconscious  of  its  load  : 


HYMN  21. 


The  heart  unchanged  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 

In  paths  of  ruin  stray : 
Reason  debased  can  never  find 
The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 

3  Can  aught  beneath  a  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
'Tis  thine,  Almighty  Saviour,  thine 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

4  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upwards  bid  them  rise  ; 
And  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darken'd  eyes  ; 

5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live, 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 

6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  : 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers. 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine. 

HYMN  21.  C.  M. 

I7ATHER,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift, 
-^     On  thee  my  hope  depends, 
Convinced  that  every  perfect  gift 
From  thee  alone  descends. 

2  Mercy  and  grace  are  thine  alone. 

And  power  and  wisdom  too  ; 
Without  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
We  nothing  good  can  do. 

3  Thou  all  our  works  in  us  hast  wrought. 

Our  good  is  all  divine  ; 
The  praise  of  every  holy  thought 
And  righteous  word  is  thine. 
145  To  G~ 


HYMNS  22,  23. 


4  From  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  receive 
The  power  on  thee  to  call, 
In  whom  we  are,  and  move,  and  live  : 
Our  God  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN  22.  III.  1. 

QING,  my  soul,  His  wondrous  love, 
^  Who,  from  yon  bright  throne  above, 
Ever  watchful  o'er  our  race, 
Still  to  man  extends  his  grace. 

2  Heaven  and  earth  by  him  were  made, 
All  is  by  his  sceptre  sway'd ; 

What  are  we  that  he  should  show 
So  much  love  to  us  below  ! 

3  God,  the  merciful  and  good, 
Bought  us  with  the  Saviour's  blood; 
And,  to  make  our  safety  sure, 
Guides  us  by  his  Spirit  pure. 

4  Sing,  my  soul,  adore  his  Name, 
Let  his  glory  be  thy  theme  : 
Praise  him  till  he  calls  thee  home, 
Trust  his  love  for  all  to  come. 

HYMN  23.  S.  M. 

f^  RACE  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 
^^  Harmonious  to  the  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  a  way 

To  save  rebelhous  man, 
And  all  the  means  that  grace  display, 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  guides  my  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
_ 


HYMNS  Q4,25. 


It  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone. 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 


V.  THE  CHURCH. 
HYMN  24.  S.  M. 

T  IKE  Noah's  weary  dove, 
-■-^  That  soar'd  the  earth  around, 
But  not  a  resting  place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found ; 

2  O  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  roam ; 
All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  Ark  of  God, 

Behold  the  open  door; 
Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

4  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied. 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

5  And,  when  the  waves  of  ire 

Again  the  earth  shall  fill, 
The  Ark  shall  ride  the  sea  of  fire  ; 
Then  rest  on  Sion's  hill. 

HYMN  25.  S.  M. 

T  LOVE  thy  kingdom.  Lord, 
-^  The  house  of  thine  abode. 
The  Church  our  blest  Redeemer  saved 

With  his  own  precious  blood. 
2  I  love  thy  Church,  O  God  ; 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand. 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 

And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

— 


HYMN  26. 


3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons, 

My  voice  or  hands  deny, 
These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  If  e'er  my  heart  forget 

Her  welfare  or  her  woe, 
Let  every  joy  this  heart  forsake, 
And  every  grief  o'erflow. 

5  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  he  given. 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

6  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

7  Jesus,  thou  Friend  divine, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Thy  hand  from  every  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

8  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last. 

To  Sion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield. 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

HYMN  20.  C.  M. 

Hebrews  xii.  18,  22—24. 

'M'OT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
■^^    The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  : 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God ; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light : 


HYMNS  27-,  28. 


Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just 
Whose  faith  is  changed  to  sight. 

4  Behold  the  bless'd  assembly  there 

Whose  names  are  Avrit  in  heaven ; 
Hear  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declare 
Their  sins,  through  Christ,  forgiven. 

5  Angels,  and  living  saints  and  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  : 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  vital  Head, 

And  of  his  love  partake. 

HYMN  27.  S.  M. 

"OLEST  is  the  tie  that  hinds 
-^  Our  hearts  in  christian  love  : 
The  fellovv'ship  of  kindred  minds 

Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  united  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one ; 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes. 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  at  death  must  part. 

How  keen,  how  deep  the  pain  : 
But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Throughout  eternity. 

HYMN  28.  II.  1. 

Psalm  cxxii. 
The  Church  in  Glory. 
WITH  joy  shall  I  behold  the  day 

That  calls  my  willing  soul  away, 
To  dwell  among  the  blest : 


HYMN  29. 


For  lo  !  my  great  Redeemer's  power 
Unfolds  the  everlasting  door, 

And  points  me  to  his  rest. 
E'en  now,  to  my  expecting  eyes 
The  heaven-built  towers  of  Salem  rise  ; 

Their  glory  I  survey  ; 
I  view  her  mansions  that  contain 
The  angel  host,  a  beauteous  train. 

And  shine  with  cloudless  day. 
Thither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo  !  the  redeem'd  of  God  ascend. 

Borne  on  immortal  wing  ; 
There,  crown'd  with  everlasting  joy. 
In  ceaseless  hymns  their  tongues  employ, 

Before  th'  almighty  King. 
The  King  a  seat  hath  there  prepared. 
High,  on  eternal  base  uprear'd. 

For  his  eternal  Son  : 
His  palaces  with  joy  abound  ; 
His  saints,  hj  him  with  glory  crown'd. 

Attend  and  share  his  throne. 
Mother  of  cities  !  o'er  thy  head 
Bright  peace,  with  healing  wings  outspread, 

For  evermore  shall  dwell: 
Let  me,  blest  seat !  my  name  behold 
Among  thy  citizens  enroll'd, 

And  bid  the  world  farewell. 

HYMN  29.  L.  M. 

Isaiah  lii.  1,  2. 

'pRIUxMPFIANT  Sionilift  thy  head 
-*-    From  dust,  and  darkness,  and  the  dead  : 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length. 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 
Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on. 
And  let  thy  excellence  be  knowm  : 
Deck'd  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 


HYMN  SO. 


3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallow'd  walls  with  dread  ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  victory  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer, 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair  : 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  Monarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 


VI.  FESTIVALS  AND  FASTS. 

THE  LORD'S  DAY. 
HYMN  80.  II.  4. 

A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  awake, 
'^^  And  hail  this  sacred  day  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 

Your  joyful  homage  pay  : 
Welcome  the  day  that  God  hath  blest, 
The  type  of  heaven's  eternal  rest. 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 

The  Lord  of  life  arose  ; 
He  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  vanquish'd  all  our  foes  : 
And  now  he  pleads  our  cause  above. 
And  reaps  the  fruits  of  all  his  love. 

3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings, 
And  earth,  in  humbler  strains. 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign. 

4  Great  King,  gird  on  thy  sword. 

Ascend  thy  conquering  car; 
While  justice,  truth,  and  love. 

Maintain  thy  glorious  war: 
This  day  let  sinners  own  thy  sway, 
And  rebels  cast  their  arms  away.  j 

151  ' 


HYMNS  31,32. 


HYMN  31.  C.  M. 

'T^HIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
-*-    Let  young-  and  old  rejoice  : 
To  him  be  vows  and  homage  paid, 
Whose  service  is  our  choice. 

2  This  is  the  temple  of  the  Lord  ; 

How  dreadful  is  this  place  1 
With  meekness  let  us  hear  his  word, 
With  reverence  seek  his  face. 

3  This  is  the  homage  he  requires ; 

The  voice  of  praise  and  prayer, 
The  soul's  affections,  hopes,  desires, 
Ourselves  and  all  \ve  are. 

4  While  rich  and  poor  for  mercy  call, 

Propitious  from  the  skies, 
The  Lord,  the  Maker  of  them  all, 
Accepts  the  sacrifice. 

5  Well  pleased,  through  Jesus  Christ  his  Son, 

From  sin  he  grants  release  ; 
According  to  their  faith  'tis  done, 
He  bids  them  go  in  peace. 

HYMN  32.  S.  M. 

•WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest. 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near. 

To  feast  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  may  we  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  Jesus  is  within. 
Is  better  than  ten  thousand  da3rs 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

152  ' 


HYMNS  53,  34. 


4  My  willing  soul  would  stay- 
in  sQch  a  frame  as  this, 
Till  it  is  call'd  to  soar  away 
To  everlasting-  bliss. 

HYMN  33.  L.  M. 

A  NOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
-^  Another  Lord's  day  has  begun ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  hours  thy  God  hath  blest. 

2  This  day  may  our  devotions  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies ; 

And    heaven  that  sweet  repose  bestow, 
Which  none  but  they  who  feel  it  know. 

3  This  peaceful  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  sure  pledge  of  heavenly  rest. 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains. 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties,  let  the  day. 

In  holy  pleasures   pass  away  : 

How  sweet,  a  sabbath  thus  to  spend, 

In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

HYMN  34.  II.  3. 

r^  REAT  God,  this  sacred  day  of  thine 
^-^   Demands  the  soul's  collected  powers  ; 
Gladly  we  now  to  thee  resign 

These  solemn,  consecrated  hours  : 
O  may  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

2  All-seeing  God! thy  piercing  eye 

Can  every  secret  thought  explore  ; 
May  worldly  cares  our  bosoms  fly. 

And,  Avhere  thou  art,  intrude  no  more  : 
O  may  thy  grace  our  spirits  move, 
And  fix  our  minds  on  things  above  ! 


HYMNS  35,  S6. 


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3  Thj^  Spirit's  powerful  aid  impart, 

And  bid  thy  word,  with  life  divine, 
Engage  the  ear,  and  warm  the  heart : 
Then  shall  the  day  indeed  be  thine ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  adoring  own 
The  grace  that  calls  us  to  thy  throne. 

HYMN  35.  ir.  4. 

"N  loud,  exalted  strains. 
The  King  of  glory  praise  ; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
But  Sion,  with  his  presence  blest, 
Is  his  delight,  his  chosen  rest. 

2  O  King  of  glory,  come  ; 

And  with  thy  favour  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  home, 

This  people  as  thy  own  : 
Beneath  this  roof  vouchsafe  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

3  NoAv  let  thine  ear  attend 

Our  supplicating  cries ; 
Now  let  our  praise  ascend, 

Accepted  to  the  skies : 
Now  let  thy  Gospel's  joyful  sound 
Spread  its  celestial  influence  round. 

4  Here  may  the  listening  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love  ; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above  : 
Till  all  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
Rejoice  in  thy  abounding  grace. 

HYMN  36.  L.  M. 

"O  AR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone 
-'-     Let  my  religious  hours  alone  : 
From  flesh  and  sense  I  would  be  free, 
And  hold  communion.  Lord,  with  thee. 

154  ~ 


HYMNS  ^7,  38. 


2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire 

To  see  thy  grace,  to  taste  thy  love. 
And  feel  thine  influence  from  above. 

3  When  I  can  say  that  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  see  thy  glories  shine, 
I'll  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet,  . 
And  all  that  men  call  rich  and  great. 

4  Send  comfort  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
To  cheer  me  in  this  barren  land; 

And  in  thy  temple  let  me  know 

The  joys  that  from  thy  presence  flow. 

HYMN  37.  L.  M. 

1\/TY  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 
IVX  ^\xQ  dawn  of  thy  returning  day; 
My  thoughts,  O  God,  ascend  to  thee. 
While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

5  I  yield  my  heart  to  thee  alone. 

Nor  would  receive  another  guest ; 
Eternal  King!  erect  thy  throne, 

And  reign  sole  monarch  in  my  breast. 
\  O  bid  this  trifling  world  retire. 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away; 
Nor  let  me  feel  one  vain  desire, 

One  sinful  thought,  through  all  the  day. 
l  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 

My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing. 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare. 

And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 

HYMN  88.  III.  1. 

n^O  thy  temple  I  repair; 
-^    Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there  ; 
While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung, 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue. 

155  "  ' 


HYMNS  S9,  40. 


2  While  the  prayers  of  saints  ascend, 
God  of  love,  to  mine  attend  ; 
Hear  me,  for  thy  Spirit  pleads  ; 
Hear,  for  Jesus  mtercedes. 

3  While  I  hearken  to  thy  law. 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe, 
Till  thy  Gospel  bring  to  me 
Life  and  immortality. 

4  While  thy  ministers  proclaim 
Peace  and  pardon  in  thy  Name, 
Through  their  voice,  by  faith,  may  I 
Flear  thee  speaking  from  on  high. 

5  From  thy  house  when  I  return. 
May  my  heart  within  me  burn  ; 
And  at  evening  let  me  saj^ 

I  have  walked  with  God  to-day. 

HYMN  39.  L.  M. 

After  Sermon. 
A  LMIGHTY  Father,  bless  the  word, 
-ll- Which,  through  thy  grace,we  now  have  heard; 
O  may  the  precious  seed  take  root. 
Spring  up,  and  bear  abundant  fruit. 
2  We  praise  thee  for  the  means  of  grace, 
Thus  in  thy  courts  to  seek  thy  face  : 
Grant,  Lord,  that  we  who  worship  here. 
May  all,  at  length,  in  heaven  appear. 

HYMN  40.  IIL  5. 

T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

■^  Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 

Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 

Tridmph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 

O  refresh  us. 

Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 

__  - 


HYMNS  41,  42. 


May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  he  found. 

ADVENT. 
HYMN  41.  C.  M. 

TTARK  !  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour  comes, 
-*--*-  The  Saviour  promised  long  : 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release. 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
And  on  the  eyes  oppress'd  with  night, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind. 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  Name. 

HYMN  42.  III.  3. 

TTAILIthou  long  expected  Jesus, 
-^-^  Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ! 
From  our  sins  and  fears  release  us. 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

^157  " 


HYMN  43. 


2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints,  thou  art ; 
Long  desired  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  waiting  heart. 

3  Born  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Born  a  child,  yet  God  our  King, 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

CHRIST3US. 
HYMN  43.  C.  M. 

Luke  ii.  8—15. 

^TTHILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
'  '     All  seated  on  the  ground,  [night, 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  ; 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you,  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line. 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  display'd. 
All  meanly  wrapt  in  swathing  bands. 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song: 

158  ' 


HYMNS  44,  45. 


6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  hfg-h, 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good-will,  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease." 

HYMN  44.  C.  M. 

XIT'HILE  angels  thus,  O  Lord,  rejoice, 
^^     Shall  men  no  anthem  raise  ? 
O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues, 
When  we  forget  to  praise. 

2  Then  let  us  swell  responsive  notes, 

And  join  the  heavenly  throng  ; 
For  angels  no  such  love  have  known 
As  we,  to  wake  their  song. 

3  Good-will  to  sinful  dust  is  shoAvn, 

And  peace  on  earth  is  given  ; 
For  lo  !  th'  incarnate  Saviour  comes. 
With  news  of  joy  from  heaven. 

4  Mercy  and  truth,  with  sweet  accord, 

His  rising  beams  adorn  ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  in  concert  sing, 
The  promised  child  is  born  ! 

5  Glory  to  God,  in  highest  strains, 

By  highest  worlds  is  paid  ; 
Be  glory,  then,  by  us  proclaim'd, 

And  by  our  lives  display'd  ; 
G  Till  we  attain  those  blissful  realms, 

Where  nov*^  our  Saviour  reigns ; 
To  rival  these  celestial  choirs 

In  their  immortal  strains. 

HYMN  45.  IIL  1. 

TTARK  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
-^-^  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild  ; 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. 
159 


HYMN  46. 


2  Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 
With  th'  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

3  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored, 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord, 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Ofifspring  of  the  virgin's  womb. 

4  Veil'd  in  flesh,  the  Godhead  see  : 
Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity, 
Pleased,  as  man,  with  man  to  dwell ; 
Jesus,  now  Emanuel. 

5  Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings, 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings : 
Hail  the  Sun  of  righteousness! 

Hail  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace ! 

HYMN  46. 
Chorus.  Q  HOUT  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing; 
^  Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King! 

1  Sion,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth  ! 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling. 
He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon  earth. 
Chorus.  Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing ; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King  ! 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh  ;  from  nation  to  nation, 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo 
round ; 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation, 
How  his  people  with  joy  everlasting  are 
crown 'd. 
Chorus.  Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  smg; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King  ! 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

i\nd  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise ; 


PIYMNS  47,  48. 


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I     Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing  ; 
I         One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and 
the  skies : 
Chorus,  Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing ; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King  ! 

HYMN  47.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  ix.  2—7. 

HE  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined, 
Have  seen  a  glorious  light ; 
The  people  now  behold  the  dawn, 
Who  dwelt  in  death  and  night. 

2  To  hail  thy  rising,  Sun  of  life. 
The  gathering  nations  come  ; 

Joyous  as  when  the  reapers  bear 
Their  harvest  treasures  home. 

3  For  thou  our  burden  hast  removed; 
Th'  oppressor's  reign  is  broke  ; 

Thy  fiery  conflict  with  the  foe 
Has  burst  his  cruel  yoke. 

4  To  us  the  promised  Child  is  born ; 
To  us  the  Son  is  given  ; 

Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey, 
And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

5  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
For  evermore  adored ; 

The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 
The  mighty  God,  and  Lord. 

6  His  power  increasing  still  shall  spread, 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 

Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 


END  OF  THE  YE  JR. 

HYMN  48.  C.  M. 

^piME  hastens  on  ;  ye  longing  saints, 

-^    Now  raise  your  voices  high ; 

~l6i  n  ^~2" 


HYMNS  49,  50. 


And  magnify  that  sovereign  love 
Which  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  As  time  departs  salvation  comes, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  : 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day, 
Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  course  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 
To  our  transported  eyes. 

HYMN  49.  C.  M. 

St.  Luke  xiii.  6—9. 

Q  EE,  in  the  vineyard  of  the  Lord, 
^^  A  barren  fig-tree  stands  ; 
No  fruit  it  yields,  no  blossom  bears. 
Though  planted  by  His  hands. 

I  From  year  to  year  the  tree  He  views. 
And  still  no  fruit  is  found  ; 
Then  "Cut  it  down,"  the  Lord  commands, 
"Why  cumbers  it  the  ground  ?" 

5  But  lo  !  the  gracious  Saviour  pleads  ; 
"The  barren  fig-tree  spare, 
Another  year  in  mercy  wait, 
It  yet  may  bloom  and  bear : 
1  "  But  if  my  culture  prove  in  vain. 
And  still  no  fruit  be  found, 
I  plead  no  more  ;  destroy  the  tree. 
And  root  it  from  thy  ground." 

NEW-YEJm. 

HYMN  50.  L.  M. 

'T^HE  God  of  life,  whose  constant  care 
-^    With  blessings  crowns  each  opening  year, 
My  scanty  span  doth  still  prolong. 
And  wakes  anew  mine  annual  song. 


HYMN  51. 


2  How  many  precious  souls  are  fled 
To  the  vast  regions  of  the  dead, 
Since  to  this  day  the  changing*  sun 
Through  his  last  yearly  period  run ! 

3  We  yet  survive  ;  but  who  can  say, 

"Or  through  this  year,  or  month,  or  day, 

I  shall  retain  this  vital  breath, 

Thus  far,  at  least,  in  league  with  death?" 

4  That  breath  is  thine,  eternal  God  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  fix  my  soul's  abode  ; 
It  holds  its  life  from  thee  alone, 
On  earth,  or  in  the  world  unknown. 

5  To  thee  our  spirits  we  resign, 

Make  them  and  own  them  still  as  thine  ; 
So  shall  they  live  secure  from  fear. 
Though  death  should  blast  the  rising  year. 

6  Thy  children,  panting  to  be  gone, 
May  bid  the  tide  of  time  roll  on, 
To  land  them  on  that  happy  shore. 
Where  years  and  death  are  known  no  more. 

7  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress. 
Nor  sin,  nor  hell,  shall  reach  that  place .; 
No  groans,  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Resounding  from  immortal  tongues  : 

8  No  more  alarms  from  ghostly  foes ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

9  O,  long  expected  year  !  begin  ; 
Dawn  on  this  world  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
To  sleep  in  death,  and  rest  with  God. 

HYMN  51.  C.  M. 

S  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 
■  Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
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A' 


HYMN  52. 


'Tis  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 

Still  unprepared  to  die. 
Z  The  world,  and  worldly  things  beloved, 

My  anxious  thoughts  employ'd; 
And  time  unhallow'd,  unimproved. 

Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  holy  Father,  Avild  despair 

Chase  from  my  labouring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer. 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine  ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
O  speed  my  soul  to   thee. 

EPIPHJNY. 
HYMN  52.  S.  M. 

Isaiah  lii.  7—10. 

TTOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
-^^  Who  stand  on  Sion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues. 
And  words  of  peace  reveal. 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ; 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are  : 
"  Sion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for 
And  sought,  but  never  found. 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes 

That  see  this  heavenly  light : 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long. 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  Avatchmen  join  their  voice 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
f^4 


HYMNS  53,  54. 


Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 
6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN  53.  IL  5. 

Isaiah  Ix.  &c. 

"D ISE,  crown'd  with  light,  imperial  Salem,  rise ; 
-*-*'  Exalt  thy  towering  head  and  lift  thine  eyes  : 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn, 
See  future  sons,  and  daughters  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies. 

3  See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend. 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend  : 
See  thy  bright  altars  throng'd  with  prostrate  kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

4  The  seas  shjjll  Avaste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  awaj^ : 
But  fix'd  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains  ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 

HYMN  54.  IL  6. 

Psalm  Ixxii. 

XT  AIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 
-^-^  Great  David's  greater  Son, 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed. 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free. 
To  take  away  transgression. 

And  rule  in  equity. 
*Z  He  comes  with  succour  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong, 

165 


HYMN  55, 


To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 
And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 

To  give  them  songs  for  sighing-, 
Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 

Whose  souls,  condemn'd  and  dying, 
Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth  ; 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth : 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains. 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  To  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows,  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  Name  shall  stand  for  ever: 

That  Name  to  us  is  Love. 

HYMN  55.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  ii.  2 — 5. 

/^'ER  mountain  tops  the  mount  of  God 
^-^  In  latter  days  shall  rise, 
Above  the  summits  of  the  hills. 

And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 
I  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round. 

All  tribes  and  tongues, shall  flow; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they'll  say, 

And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 
}  The  beams  that  shine  from  Sion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 

Shall  all  the  world  command. 

160 


HYMN  56. 


4  Among-  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 

His  jadgments  truth  shall  guide  ; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  For  peaceful  implements  shall  men 

Exchange  their  swords  and  spears  ; 
Nor  shall  the)^  study  war  again 
Throughout  those  happy  years. 

6  Come,  O  ye  house  of  Jacob! come 

To  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 
And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 
With  holy  graces  shine. 

LENT. 
HYMN  56.  III.  1. 

Litamj. 
gAVIOUR,  when  in  dust,  to  thee, 
^-^  Low  we  bow  th'  adoring  knee  ; 
When,  repentant,  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  streaming  eyes  ; 
O,  by  all  thy  pains  and  woe, 
Suffer'd  once  for  man  below. 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high. 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

2  By  thy  birth  and  early  years, 
By  thy  human  griefs  and  fears, 
By  thy  fasting  and  distress 

In  the  lonely  wilderness  : 
By  thy  victory  in  the  hour 
Of  the  subtle  tempter's  power ; 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye  ; 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

3  By  thine  hour  of  dark  despair. 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer, 

By  the  purple  robe  of  scorn. 

By  thy  wounds,  thy  crown  of  thorn, 


HYMNS  57,  58. 


By  thy  cross,  thy  pangs  and  cries, 
By  thy  perfect  sacrifice  ; 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye  ; 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 
4  By  thy  deep  expiring  groan, 
By  the  seal'd  sepulchral  stone, 
By  thy  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
By  thy  power  from  death  to  save  ; 
Mighty  God,  ascended  Lord, 
To  thy  throne  in  heaven  restored, 
Prince  and  Saviour,  hear  our  cry, 
Hear  our  solemn  litany. 

HYMN  57.  L.  M. 

IV/rY  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
•^'-*-  A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  : 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove. 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below. 
And  all  my  purest  joys  forego  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 
Thy  grace,  O  Lord,  can  draw  me  thence  : 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine. 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

HYMN  58.  C.  M. 

A  LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 
-^^  What  snares  beset  my  way  ; 
To  heaven,  O  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain. 

And  mell  in  flowing  tears  : 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain ; 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears. 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  eflbrts  aid  ; 

168 


HYMN  59. 


Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up. 

Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  fright  my  heart, 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

6  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

HYMN  59.  C.  M. 

TTOW  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
-^-^  Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord : 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  v/ord. 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls,  "Return  ;" 

Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  ; 
O,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive. 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious,  how  divine  ; 
That  can  to  life  and  bhss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet. 

Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  : 
O  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 
169  H 


HYMNS  60,  61. 


HYMN  60.  L.  M. 

f~\  THOU,  to  whose  all  searching-  sight 
^^  The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart ;  it  looks  to  thee, 
O  burst  its  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 
Wash  out  its  stains,  remove  its  dross. 
Bind  my  affections  to  the  cross  ; 
Hallow  each  thought,  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 
If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 
No  harm,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 
When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow. 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  wo, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart. 
And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 
Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see. 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee  : 
O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

(See  Hymns  on  Repentance,') 

PASSION  WEEK,  AND  GOOD  FRIDAY. 
HYMN  61.  III.  4. 

Isaiah  Ixiii.  1—4. 

"TTTHO  is  this  that  comes  from  Edom, 

All  his  raiment  stain'd  with  blood, 
To  the  captive  speaking  freedom, 

Bringing  and  bestowing  good  ; 
Glorious  in  the  garb  he  wears. 
Glorious  in  the  spoil  he  bears  ? 
'Tis  the  Saviour,  now  victorious. 

Travelling  onward  in  his  might ; 
'Tis  the  Saviour,  O  how  glorious 

To  his  people  is  the  sight ! 

170 


HYMNS  62,  63. 


Satan  conquer'd,  and  the  grave, 
Jesus  now  is  strong  to  save. 

3  Why  that  blood  his  raiment  staining  ? 

'Tis  the  blood  of  many  slain  ; 
Of  his  foes  there's  none  remaining, 

None,  the  contest  to  maintain  : 
Fall'n  they  are,  no  more  to  rise. 
All  their  glory  prostrate  lies. 

4  Mighty  Victor '.reign  for  ever, 

Wear  the  crown  so  dearly  won ; 
Never  shall  thy  people,  never, 

Cease  to  sing  what  thou  hast  done  : 
Thou  hast  fought  thy  people's  foes  ; 
Thou  hast  healed  thy  people's  woes. 

HYMN  62.  L.M. 

'ITT'HEN  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross, 

^^     On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss. 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it.  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 

Save  in  the  cross  of  Christ  my  God  : 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 

3  See  !from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet? 
Or  thorns  compose  a  Saviour's  crown? 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 

That  were  a  tribute  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 

Demands  my  life,  my  soul,  my  all. 
HYMN  63.     '        C.  M. 
"DEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
-^  Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree  ; 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 

To  bleed  and  die  for  me  ! 

171  ■ 


HYMN  64. 


2  Hark,  how  he  groans  !  while  nature  shakes, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ; 
The  temple's  vail  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done  !  the  precious  ransom's  paid  ; 

"  Receive  my  soul !"  he  cries  : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head  ! 
He  bows  his  head  and  dies. 

4  But  soon  he'll  break  death's  envious  chain, 

And  in  full  glory  shine  ; 

0  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love,  like  thine  ! 

HYMN  64.  C.  M. 

ll/rY  Saviour  hanging  on  the  tree, 
-'-'-^  In  agonies  and  blood, 
Methought  once  turn'd  his  eyes  on  me. 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

2  Sure,  never  till  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look  ; 
It  seem'd  to  charge  me  with  his  death. 
Though  not  a  Avord  he  spoke. 

3  My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair ; 

1  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt. 

And  help'd  to  nail  him  there. 

4  Alas  !  I  knew  not  what  I  did ; 

But  now  my  tears  are  vain  : 
Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid? 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain. 

5  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I  die  that  thou  may'st  live. 

6  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue — 
p^2 


HYMNS  65,  66. 


Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace — 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

HYMN  65.  C.  M. 

"pROM  whence  these  direful  omens  round, 
-^     Which  heaven  and  earth  amaze  ? 
Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  ground  ? 
Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays  ? 

2  Well  may  the  earth  astonish'd  shake, 

And  nature  sympathize ; 
The  sun  as  darkest  night  be  black : 
Their  Maker,  Jesus,  dies  ! 

3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree. 

His  all-atoning  blood ! 
Is  this  the  Infinite  ?  'tis  He, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 

4  For  me  these  pangs  hi?  soul  assail. 

For  me  this  death  is  borne  ; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail, 
And  pointed  every  thorn. 

5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave. 

Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain  ; 
O  save  me,  whom  thou  cam'st  to  save, 
Nor  bleed,  nor  die  in  vain. 

HYMN  66.  L.  M. 

St.  John  xix.  30. 

'^IS  finish'd  ;  so  the  Saviour  cried, 

-^    And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  and  died  • 
'Tis  finish'd  :  yes,  the  work  is  done. 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  'Tis  finish'd  :  all  that  heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  long  design'd. 
In  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finish'd :  Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore  : 

173 


HYMN  67. 


The  sacred  vail  is  rent  in  twain, 

And  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

'Tis  finish'd  :  this,  my  dying  groan, 

Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone  ; 

Millions  shall  be  redeem'd  from  death. 

By  this,  my  last  expiring  breath. 

'Tis  finishM  :  heaven  is  reconciled, 

And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd : 

Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 

Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

'Tis  finish'd  :  let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  : 

'Tis  finish'd:  let  the  echo  fly 

Through  heaven  and  hell,  through  earth  and  sky 

HYMN  67.  L.  M 

For  the  Jeics. 

TTIGH  on  the  bending  willows  hung, 
-■-^  Israel,  still  sleeps  the  tuneful  string  ? 
Still  mute  remains  the  sullen  tongue, 

And  Sion's  song  denies  to  sing  ? 
Awake  !  thy  loudest  raptures  raise, 

Let  harp  and  voice  unite  their  strains : 
Thy  promised  King  his  sceptre  sways  ; 

Behold,  thy'  own  Messiah  reigns. 
By  foreign  streams  no  longer  roam. 

And,  weeping,  think  on  Jordan's  flood  ; 
In  every  clime  behold  a  home. 

In  every  temple  see  thy  God. 
No  taunting  foes  the  song  require  ; 

No  strangers  mock  thy  captive  chain ; 
Thy  friends  provoke  the  silent  lyre. 

And  brethren  ask  the  holy  strain. 
Then  why,  on  bending  willows  hung, 

Israel,  still  sleeps  the  tuneful  string? 

Why  mute  remains  the  sullen  tongue, 

And  Sion's  song  delays  to  sing  ? 
__ 


HYMNS  68,  69. 


EASTER. 
HYMN  68.  C.  M. 

1  Cor.  V.  8.    Rom.  vi.  9—11. 

QINCE  Christ,  our  Passover,  is  slain, 
^  A  sacrifice  for  all. 
Let  all,  with  thankful  hearts,  agree 
To  keep  the  festival : 

2  Not  with  the  leaven,  as  of  old, 

Of  sin  and  malice  fed ; 
But  with  unfeign'd  sincerity, 
And  truth's  unleaven'd  bread. 

3  Christ,  being  raised  by  power  divine. 

And  rescued  from  the  grave. 
Shall  die  no  more  ;  death  shall  on  him 
No  more  dominion  have. 

4  For  that  he  died,  'twas  for  our  sins 

He  once  vouchsafed  to  die  ; 
But  that  he  lives,  he  lives  to  God 
For  all  eternity. 

5  So  count  yourselves  as  dead  to  sin, 

But  graciously  restored. 
And  made,  henceforth,  alive  to  God, 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 
HYMN  69.  IIL  1. 

QHRIST  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day, 

^  Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  : 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high. 
Sing  ye  heavens,  and  earth  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  victory  won  : 
Jesus'  agony  is  o'er. 

Darkness  veils  the  earth  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal, 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell; 
Death  in  vain  forbids"  him  rise, 
Christ  hath  open'd  paradise. 

175  ~~ — 


HYMNS  70,  71. 


4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head; 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise  ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

HYMN  70.  L.  M. 

Col.  iii.  1,  2. 

"TTE  faithful  souls  who  Jesus  know, 
-^  If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 
Superior  to  the  joys  below, 

His  resurrection's  power  declare  : 

2  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove. 

By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven. 
And  seek  the  glorious  things  above. 

And  follow  Christ,  your  Head,  to  heaven. 

3  There  your  exalted  Saviour  see. 

Seated  at  God's  right  hand  again, 
In  all  his  Father's  majesty. 
In  everlasting  power  to  reign. 

4  To  him  continually  aspire. 

Contending  for  your  destined  place. 
And  emulate  the  angel  choir, 
And  only  live  to  love  and  praise. 

HYMN  71.  CM. 

1  Cor.  XV.  20—22.     Col.  iii.  1. 

/CHRIST  from  the  dead  is  raised,  and  made 
^  The  First  Fruits  of  the  tomb; 
For,  as  hy  man  came  death,  by  man 
Did  resurrection  come. 

2  For,  as  in  Adam  all  mankind 

Did  guilt  and  death  derive ; 
So,  by  the  righteousness  of  Christ, 
Shall  all  be  made  alive. 

3  If  then  ye  risen  are  with  Christ, 

Seek  only  how  to  get 

The  things  which  are  above,  where  Christ 

At  God's  right  hand  is  set. 

__  — 


HYMNS  72,  7S, 


ASCENSION. 
HYMN  72.  L.  M. 

TTE  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ; 
-^-"-  Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ; 

A  sudden  trembling  sha^^.es  the  ground. 

2  Ye  saints,  approach,  the  anguish  view, 

Of  him  vv^ho  groans  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  gives  his  precious  life  for  you, 
For  you  he  sheds  his  precious  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  GS^lory  die's  for  men ; 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb, 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home. 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Dehverer  reigns  : 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell. 
And  led  the  tyrant  death  in  chains. 

6  Say,  Live  for  ever  glorious  King, 

Born  to  redeem,  instruct,  and  save  ! 
Then  ask,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
And  v/here  thy  victory,  O  grave  ? 

HYMN  73.  L.  M. 

^UR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead. 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 
2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 
viT  12 — " — 


HYMN  74. 


3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene; 
He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right ; 
Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in. 

4  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ? 

The  Lord  that  all  hiS  foes  o'ercame. 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew; 
And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

5  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay, 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates, 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 

6  Who  is  the  King  of  Glory,  who  ? 

The  Lord  of  boundless  power  possess'd, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 
God  over  all,  for  ever  bless'd. 

WHITSUNDAY. 
HYMN  74.  C.  M. 

r^OME,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator,  come, 
^-^  Inspire  these  souls  of  thine  ; 
Till  every  heart  which  thou  hast  made, 
Be  fill'd  with  grace  divine. 

2  Thou  art  the  Comforter,  the  gift 

Of  God,  and  fire  of  love  ; 

The  everlasting  spring  of  joy, 

And  unction  from  above. 

3  Thy  gifts  are  manifold,  thou  writ'st, 

God's  law  in  each  true  heart ; 

The  promise  of  the  Father,  thou 

Dost  heavenly  speech  impart. 

4  Enlighten  our  dark  souls,  till  they 
^     Thy  sacred  love  embrace  ; 

Assist  our  minds,  by  nature  frail. 
With  thy  celestial  grace. 

5  Drive  far  from  us  the  mortal  foe. 

And  give  us  peace  within ; 

_ 


HYMNS  7^,  re. 


That,  by  thy  guidance  blest,  we  may 

Escape  the  snares  of  sin. 
G  Teach  us  the  Father  to  confess. 

And  Son,  from  death  revived, 
And  thee,  with  both,  O  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  art  from  both  derived. 

HYMN  75.  C.  M. 

pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
^-^   With  all  thy  quickening-  powers; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  See,  how  we  grovel  here  belov/. 

Fond  of  these  earthly  toys  : 
Our  souls,  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  lifeless  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  : 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love. 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN  76.  C.  M. 

TTE'S  come,  let  every  knee  be  bent. 

All  hearts  new  joy  resume  ; 
Sing,  ye  redeem'd,  with  one  consent. 
The  Comforter  is  come. 

2  What  greater  gift,  what  greater  love. 

Could  God  on  man  bestow  ? 
Angels  for  this  rejoice  above. 
Let  man  rejoice  below. 

3  Hail,  blessed  Spirit!  may  each  soul 

Thy  sacred  influence  feel ; 


HYMNS  77,  78. 


Do  thou  each  sinful  thought  control, 

And  fix  our  wavering  zeal. 
4  Thou  to  the  conscience  dost  convey 

Those  checks  which  we  should  know ; 
Thy  motions  point  to  us  the  way ; 

Thou  giv'st  us  strength  to  go. 

TRINITY  SUNDAY, 
HYMN  77.  L.  M. 

r\  HOLY,  holy,  holy.  Lord, 
^^  Bright  in  thy  deeds  and  in  thy  Name 
For  ever  be  thy  Name  adored, 

Thy  glories  let  the  world  proclaim. 

2  O  Jesus,  Lamb  once  crucified 

To  take  our  load  of  sins  away. 
Thine  be  the  hymn  that  rolls  its  tide 
Along  the  realms  of  upper  day. 

3  O  Holy  Spirit  from  above, 

In  streams  of  light  and  glory  given. 
Thou  source  of  ecstasy  and  love. 

Thy  praises  ring  through  earth  and  heaven. 

4  O  GodTriune,  to  thee  we  owe 

Our  every  thought,  our  every  song; 
And  ever  may  thy  praises  flow 

From  saint  and  seraph's  burning  tongue. 

HYMN  78.  L.  M. 

'PATHER  of  all,  whose  love  profound 
-^     A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

3  Almighty  Son,  incarnate  Word, 

Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord, 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend  ; 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Eternal  Spirit,  by  whose  breath 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, 
180 


HYMN  79. 


Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  quickening  power  extend. 
Jehovah !  Father,  Spirit,  Son, 
Mysterious  Godhead,  Three  in  one  ! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life,  to  us  extend. 

HYMN  79.  II.  4. 

"ITTE  give  immortal  praise 
^^     To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  our  comforts  here, 
And  all  our  hopes  above  : 
He  sent  his  own 

Eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins 

That  man  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  saved  us  by  his  blood 
From  everlasting  wo : 
And  now  he  lives. 

And  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit 
Of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit,  praise 

And  endless  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  power 
Makes  the  dead  sinner  live  ; 

His  work  completes 

The  great  design. 
And  fills  the  soul 

With  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Be  endless  honours  done  ; 
The_  sacred  Persons  Three, 
The  Godhead  only  One  : 


HYMNS  80,  81. 


Where  reason  fails 
With  all  her  powers, 

There  faith  prevails, 
And  love  adores. 

FJST-DJY. 
HYMN  80.  C.  M. 

A  LMIGHTY  Lord,    before  thy  throne 
■^-^  Thy  mourning  people  bend: 
'Tis  on  thy  pardoning  grace  alone, 
Our  prostrate  hopes  depend. 

2  Dark  judgments,  from  thy  heavy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  our  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 

3  How  changed,  alas!  are  truths  divine. 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame  ; 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin. 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name. 

4  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

Convert  us  by  thy  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  see  again  thy  face. 

5  Then,  should  oppressing  foes  invade, 

We  will  not  sink  in  fear; 
Secure  of  all-sufficient  aid. 
When  God,  our  God,  is  near. 

HYMN  81.  in.  3. 

THREAD  Jehovah,    God  of  nations, 
-^  From  thy  temple  in  the  skies, 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications, 
Now  for  their  deliverance  rise  : 
2  Lo  !  with  deep  contrition  turnmg. 
Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend  ; 
Hear  us,  fasting,  praying,  mourning. 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

^2      " 


i  HYMNS  82,  83. 


3  Though  our  sins,  oar  hearts  confoundinir, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call, 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding, 
Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

4  Let  that  love  veil  our  transgression. 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface  : 

Save  thy  people  from  oppression, 

Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 

HYMN  82.  L.  M. 

Prayer  and  Hope  of  Victory. 
TVrOW  may  the  God  of  grace  and  power 
■^^    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  ; 
Defend  them  in  the  needful  hour. 
And  send  deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope ; 

And, in  the  Name  of  Israel's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

3  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 

And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts  ; 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  hosts. 

4  Then  save  us.  Lord,  from  slavish  fear, 

And  let  our  trust  be  firm  and  strong. 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  hymns  of  peace  conclude  our  song. 

THANKSGIVING  DAY. 
HYMN  83. 

PART    I.  III.  2. 

"P RAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
-*-     For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ : 
All  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe. 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow 

183  ^^ 


HYMN  83. 


2  All  the  blessings  of  the  fields, 
All  the  stores  the  garden  yields, 
Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain. 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripen'd  grain  : 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

3  Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  dews, 
Suns  that  genial  warmth  diffuse. 

All  the  plenty  summer  pours. 
Autumn's  rich  o'erflowing  stores  ; 
Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

4  Peace,  prosperity,  and  health, 
Private  bliss  and  public  wealth. 
Knowledge,  wnth  its  gladdening  streams, 
Pure  religion's  holier  beams  : 

Lord,  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

PART    II.  III.  2. 

5  Yet,  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear; 
Though  the  sickening  flock  should  fall, 
And  the  herd  desert  the  stall : 

Still  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

6  Should  thine  alter'd  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain, 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy. 
And  the  rising  year  destroy : 
Still  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

7  Life  and  grace,  whate'er  our  woe, 
Still  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe  ; 
Though  of  earthly  hopes  bereft. 
Yet  our  hope  of  heaven  is  left ; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

-» — 


184 


HYMNS  84,  85. 


HYMN  84.  C.  M. 

•pOUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
-^     How  rich  thy  bounties  are  : 
The  roUing  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain. 
Thy  goodness  mark'd  its  secret  birth. 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine, 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew ; 
Thou  gav'st  the  summer's  suns  to  shine. 
The  mild  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love. 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

5  We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway : 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  ; 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 
Summer  nor  winter  fails. 

HYMN  85.  L.  M. 

Fo7-  Public  3Iercies  and  Deliverances. 

Q  ALVATION  doth  to  God  belo*ng. 

His  power  and  grace  shall  be  our  song; 

From  him  alone  all  mercies  flow, 

His  arm  alone  subdues  the  foe. 
3  Then  praise  this  God,  who  bows  his  ear 

Propitious  to  his  people's  prayer; 

And, though  deliverance  he  may  stay. 

Yet  answers  still  in  his  own  day. 
3  O  may  this  goodness  lead  our  land. 

Still  saved  by  thine  Almighty  hand. 

The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 

To  thee, our  Saviour,  and  our  King  :  i 

185  H  2 


HYMNS  86,  87. 


Till  every  public  temple  raise 
A  song  of  triumph  to  thy  praise  ; 
And  every  peaceful,  private  home, 
To  thee  a  temple  shall  become. 
Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight. 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere. 


VII.  ORDINANCES  AND  SPECIAL 
OCCASIONS. 

BAPTISM  OF  INFANTS. 
HYMN  8G.  III.  3. 

Q  AVIOUR,   who  thy  flock  art  feedings 
^  With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading. 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share  ; 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving. 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm; 
There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing, 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving. 

Let  them  be  the  Lion's  prey  ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving. 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way : 

4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal. 

Let  them  find  a  resting  place  ; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

HYMN  87.  S.  M. 

n^HE  gentle  Saviour  calls 
-'-    Our  children  to  his  breast; 
He  folds  them  in  his  gracious  arms, 
Himself  declares  them  blest. 


HYMNS  88,  89. 


2  "  Let  them,  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  claim  ; 
The  heirs  of  heaven  are  such  as  these, 
For  such  as  these  I  came." 

3  Gladly  we  bring-  them,  Lord, 

Devoting  them  to  thee. 
Imploring   that,  as  we  are  thine, 
Thine  may  our  offspring  be. 

BAPTISM  OF  ADULTS. 
HYMN   88.  S.M. 

Eph.  vi.  10-13, 

Q  OLDIERS  of  Christ  arise, 
^  And  put  your  armour  on. 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son. 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power, 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 

With  all  his  strength  endued ; 
And  take, to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 
The  panoply  of  God. 

4  That  having  all  things  done. 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  ma)^  behold  your  victory  won. 
And  stand  complete  at  last. 

C  ONFIRMA  TION. 
HYMN  89.  L.  M. 

r\  HAPPY  day,  that  stays  my  choice 
^-^  On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  : 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice. 

And  tell  thy  goodness  all  abroad. 
O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows, 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love  ; 
187 "^ 


HYMNS  90,  91. 


Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 
While  to  his  sacred  throne  I  move. 
o  'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  ; 
Deign,  gracious  Lord,  to  make  me  thine 

Help  me,  through  grace,  to  follow  on. 
Glad  to  confess  thy  voice  divine. 

4  Here  rest,  my  oft  divided  heart, 

Fix'd  on  thy  God,  thy  Saviour,  rest ; 

Who  with  the  world  would  grieve  to  part. 

When  call'd  on  angels'  food  to  feast  ? 

5  High  heaven,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear, 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

HYMN  90.  C.  M. 

"IXTITNESS,  ye  men  and  angels  ;  now 

Before  the  Lord  we  speak ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break : 

2  That,  long  as  hfe  itself  shall  last. 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart. 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength. 

But  on  his  grace  rely. 
That,  with  returning  wants,  the  Lord 
Will  all  our  need  supply. 

4  Lord,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright. 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways  ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers, 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

HYMN  91.  C.  M. 

VOUTH,  when  devoted  to  the  Lord, 
J-    Is  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 


I  HYMN  92. 


A  flower,  though  ofTer'd  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

2  'Tis  easier  far  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes ; 
For  sinners  who  grow  old  in  sin, 
Are  harden'd  by  their  crimes. 

3  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young  ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

4  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign: 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

HYMN  92.  C.  M. 

f~\    IN  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 
^^9  With  vital  ardour  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose  ; 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved. 
Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  Name 
And  character  engraved : 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days  ; 
And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways  ; 

4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 

With  vain  regret,  deplore, 

And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 

That  now  return  no  more. 

5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gain'a 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest : 
O  then,  improve  the  morn  of  life. 

To  make  its  evening  blest. 
189 


HYMNS  93,  94. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 
HYMN  93.  C.  M. 

Rev.  V.  9,  12,  13. 

'T^HOU,  God,  all  glory,  honour,  power, 
-*-    Art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Since  all  things  by  thy  power  were  made, 
And  by  thy  bounty  live. 

2  And  worthy  is  the  Lamb  all  power, 

Honour,  and  wealth,  to  gain. 
Glory  and  strength ;  who  for  our  sins 
A  sacrifice  was  slain. 

3  All  worthy  thou,  Avho  hast  redeem'd, 

And  ransom'd  us  to  God, 
From  every  nation,  every  coast, 
By  thy  most  precious  blood. 

4  Blessing  and  honour,  glory,  power, 

By  all  in  earth  and  heaven. 

To  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  the  Lamb  be  given. 

HYMN  94.  L.  M. 

lY/TY  God,  and  is  thy  table  spread, 

-^■^  And  does  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow  ? 

Thither  be  all  thy  children  led. 

And  let  them  thy  sweet  mercies  know. 
I  Hail !  sacred  feast,  which  Jesus  makes, 

Rich  banquet  of  his  flesh  and  blood  : 
Thrice  happy  he  who  here  partakes 

That  sacred  stream,  that  heavenly  food. 
I  Why  are  its  bounties  all  in  vain 

Before  unwilling  hearts  display'd  ? 
Was  not  for  you  the  victim  slain  ? 

Are  you  forbid  the  children's  bread  ? 
[  O  let  thy  table  honour'd  be. 

And  furnishM  well  with  joyful  guests: 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see. 

That  here  its  holy  pledges  tastes. 

190 


HYMNS  95,  96. 


5  Drawn  by  thy  quickening  grace,  O  Lord, 

In  countless  numbers  let  them  come; 
And  gather,from  their  Father's  board, 
The  bread  that  lives  beyond  the  tomb. 

6  Nor  let  thy  spreading  Gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run ; 
Till  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest. 
Who  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

HYMN  95.  C.  M. 

A  ND  are  we  now  brought  near  to  C4od, 
-^  Who  once  at  distance  stood  ? 
And,  to  effect  this  glorious  change, 
Did  Jesus  shed  his  blood? 

2  O  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise, 

To  bear  our  souls  above : 
What  should  allay  our  lively  hope, 
Or  damp  oar  flaming  love. 

3  Then  let  us  join  the  heavenly  choirs, 

To  praise  our  heavenly  King  : 
O  may  that  love  which  spread  this  board, 
Inspire  us  while  we  sing : 

4  Glory  to   God  in  highest  strains, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
Good-will  from  heaven  to  men  is  come, 
And  let  it  never  cease. 

HYMN  96.  L.  M. 

rpO  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 
-^    That  Name  in  heaven  and  earth  adored, 
Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low ; 
Far,  far  above  our  humble  songs, 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

191         ■ 


HYMN  9r. 


3  Yet  whilst  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  Avorship  at  his  sacred  feet, 

O  let  our  warm  affections  move, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love. 

4  Yes,  Lord,  we  love  and  we  adore. 
But  long  to  know  and  love  thee  more ; 
And,  whilst  we  taste  the  bread  and  wine, 
Desire  to  feed  on  joys  divine. 

5  Let  faith  our  feeble  senses  aid. 

To  see  thy  wondrous  love  display'd  ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins. 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

6  Let  humble,  penitential  woe. 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow  ; 
And  thy  forgiving  love  impart 
Life,  hope,  and  joy  to  every  heart. 

ORDINATION,  OR  INSTITUTION  OF  MINISTERS. 
HYMN  97.  L.  M. 

St.  Matt.  X. 

r^  O  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  Name, 
^-^  Sweetly  the  Gospel  trumpet  sound  ; 
The  glorious  jubilee  proclaim, 

Where'er  the  human  race  is  found. 

2  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart. 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
With  care  bind  up  the  broken  heart. 
And  wipe  the  tears  from  weeping  eyes. 

3  Be  wise  as  serpents,  where  you  go. 

But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove  ;  ' 

And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  show 

That  ye're  commission'd  from  above. 

4  Freely  from  me  ye  have  received. 

Freely,  in  love,  to  others  give  ; 
Thus  shall  your  doctrines  be  believed, 
And,  by  your  labours,  sinners  live. 
192 


HYMNS  98,  99. 


HYMN  98.  L.  M. 

St.  Mark  xvi.  15,  &c.  and  St.  Matt,  xxviii.  18,  &c. 

**  f~^  O,  preach  my  Gospel,"  saith  the  Lord, 

^-^  "  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  : 
Explain  to  them  my  sacred  word, 

Bid  them  believe,  obey,  and  live. 
"  I'll  make  my  great  commission  known, 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  Gospel  true, 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 

And  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 
"  Go,  heal  the  sick,  go, raise  the  dead  ; 

Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  Name  ; 
Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 

Though  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme. 
"While  thus  ye  follow  my  commands, 

I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end  ; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 

I  can  destroy,  and  can  defend." 
He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head; 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode  : 
They  to  the  farthest  nations  spread 

The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

HYMN  99.  L.  M. 

'T^HE  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose, 
-^    In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below. 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 
Hence  sprang  the  Apostle's  honour'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  ; 
Hence  dictates  the  Prophetic  sage. 
And  hence  the  Evangehc  page. 
In  lower  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes. 
Pastors  from  hence  and  Teachers  rise  ; 
Who,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  shme, 
Still  mark  a  long  extended  line : 

f 93      ~  13  ^  I 


HYMN  100. 


4  From  Christ  their  varied  g-ifts  derive, 
And,  fed  by  him,  their  graces  live  ; 
Whilst,guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
Amidst  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

5  So  shall  the  bright  Succession  run 
Through  all  the  courses  of  the  sun  ; 
Whilst  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 

6  Jesus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know, 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow ; 
Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise. 
Through  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

HYMN  100.  L.  M: 

T^ATHER  of  mercies,  bow  thine  ear, 
■^     Attentive  to  our  earnest  prayer ; 
We  plead  for  those  who  plead  for  thee, 
Successful  pleaders  may  they  be. 

2  How  great  their  work,  how  vast  their  charge ; 
Do  thou  their  anxious  souls  enlarge  : 

Their  best  acquirements  are  our  gain  ; 
We  share  the  blessings  they  obtain. 

3  Clothe,  then,  with  energy  divine. 

Their  words,  and  let  those  words  be  thine  ; 
To  them  thy  sacred  truth  reveal, 
Suppress  their  fear,  inflame  their  zeal. 

4  Teach  them  to  sow  the  precious  seed, 
Teach  them  thy  chosen  flock  to  feed  ; 
Teach  them  immortal  souls  to  gain. 
Souls  that  will  well  reward  their  pain. 

5  Let  thronging  multitudes  around, 
Hear  from  their  lips  the  joyful  sound  ; 
In  humble  strains  thy  grace  implore. 
And  feel  thy  new-creating  power. 

6  Let  sinners  break  their  massive  chains, 
Distressed  souls  forget  their  pains ; 

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r 


HYMNS  101,  102. 


Let  lio-ht  through  distant  realms  be  spread, 
And  Sion  rear  her  drooping  head. 


A^ 


CONSECRATION  OF  Jl  CHURCH. 
HYMN  101.  L.  M. 

ND  wilt  thou,  O  Eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  thine  abode  ? 
Then  look  propitious  from  thy  throne, 
And  take  this  temple  for  thine  own. 

2  These  walls  we  to  thine  honour  raise, 
Long  may  they  echo  in  thy  praise  ; 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  the  rich  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  may  the  great  Redeemer  reio-n, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  last  decisive  da}^, 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
Thousands  were  born  for  glory  here. 

inssiONS. 
HYMN  102.  L.  M. 

TESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
-  Till  moons  shall  wax  and  Avane  no  more, 

2  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
His  Name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms,  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  Name. 


HYMNS  103,  104. 


4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  burst  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

5  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more : 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

6  Let  every  creature  rise,  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King : 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

HYMN  103.  L.  M. 

Psalm  cxvii. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies. 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 
Jehovah's  glorious  Name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
And  truth  eternal  is  thy  Word  : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

HYMN  104.  L.  M. 

r\  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God, 
^^   In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  haih  trod, 
Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire, and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above. 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

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HYMNS  105,  106. 


1  Convert  the  nations  ;  far  and  nig-h 
The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record, 
The  Name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  people  call  him  Lord. 

HYMN  105.  11.  1. 

For  Missions  to  the  new  Settlements  in  the  United  States. 
TIT' HEN,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land, 
Led  by  thy  providential  hand, 

Our  wandering  fathers  came, 
Their  ancient  homes,  their  friends  in  youth, 
Sent  forth  the  heralds  of  thy  truth, 

To  keep  them  in  thy  Name. 
Then,  through  our  solitary  coast, 
The  desert  features  soon  were  lost  ; 

Thy  temples  there  arose  ; 
Our  shores,  as  culture  made  them  fair, 
Were  hallo w'd  by  thy  rites,  by  prayer, 

And  blossom'd  as  the  rose. 
And  O,   may  we  repay  this  debt 
To  regions  solitary  yet. 

Within  our  spreading  land: 
There,  brethren,  from  our  common  home. 
Still  westward,  like  our  fathers,  roam  ; 

Still  guided  by  thy  hand. 
Saviour,  we  own  this  debt  of  love  : 
O  shed  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

To  move  each  Christian  breast ; 
Til]  heralds  shall  thy  truth  proclaim. 
And  temples  rise  to  fix  thy  Name, 

Through  all  our  desert  west. 

HY'MN  106.  C.  M. 

Isaiah  xxxv.  2. 

j^N  Sion,  and  on  Lebanon, 

^-^  On  Carmel's  blooming  height, 

On  Sharon's  fertile  plains,  once  shone 

The  glory,  pure  and  bright ; 

197       —    — 


HYMN  lOr 


2  From  thence, its  mild  and  cheering-  ray 

Stream'd  forth  from  land  to  land ; 
And  empires  now  behold  its  day ; 
And  still  its  beams  expand. 

3  Its  brightest  splendours,  darting  west, 

Our  happy  shores  illume  ; 
Our  farther  regions,  once  unblest, 
Now  like  a  garden  bloom  : 

4  But  ah,  our  deserts  deep  and  wild 

See  not  this  heavenly  light ; 
No  sacred  beams,  no  radiance  mild, 
Dispel  their  dreary  night. 

5  Thou,  who  didst  lighten  Sion's  hill. 

On  Carmel  who  didst  shine. 
Our  deserts  let  thy  glory  fill. 
Thy  excellence  divine. 

6  Like  Lebanon,  in  towering  pride, 

May  all  our  forests  smile  ; 
And  may  our  borders  blossom  wide, 
Like  Sharon's  fruitful  soil. 

HYMN  107.  IL  6. 

"C^ROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
■*-     From  India's  coral  strand. 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  doAvn  their  golden  sand  ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river. 

From  many  a  palmy  plain. 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 
2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  : 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strewn ; 

__ 


HYMN  108. 


The  heathen  in  his  blindness 
Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high; 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation,    O,  Salvation, 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  Name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole : 
Till, o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain. 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

HYMN  108.  L.  M. 

For  the  Jews. 

T^ISOWN'D  of  heaven,  by  man  opprest, 

-*-^   Outcasts  from  Sion's  hallow'd  ground, 

Wherefore  should  Israel's  sons,  once  blest. 

Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around  ? 

2  Lord,   visit  thy  forsaken  race. 

Back  to  thy  fold  the  wanderers  bring, 
Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace. 
And  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 

3  The  veil  of  darkness  rend  in  twain. 

Which  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light ; 
The  sever'd  olive  branch  again 
Firm  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 

4  Hail,  glorious  day,  expected  long! 

When  Jew  and  Greek  one  prayer  shall  pour, 

With  eager  feet  one  temple  throng. 

With  grateful  praise  one  God  adore. 
— _ 


HYMNS  109, 110. 


HYMN  109.  IV.  1. 

Rev.  XV.  3,  4. 

TTOW  wondrous  and  great 
-*--'-  Thy  works,  God  of  praise  ; 
How  just,  King  of  saints. 

And  true,  are  thy  ways : 
O  who  shall  not  fear  thee, 

And  honour  thy  Name : 
Thou  only  art  holy. 

Thou  only  supreme. 

2  To  nations  long  dark 

Thy  light  shall  be  shown ; 
Their  worship  and  vows 

Shall  come  to  thy  throne  : 
Thy  truth  and  thy  judgments 

Shall  spread  all  abroad, 
Till  earth's  every  people 

Confess  thee  their  God. 

FOR  SUNDAY  AND  CHARITY  SCHOOLS. 
HYMN  110.  XL  4. 

CHILDREN    AND    CONGREGATION. 

Children. 
/^OME  let  our  voices  join 
^-^  In  one  glad  song  of  praise  ; 
To  God,  the  God  of  love, 

Our  grateful  hearts  we  raise  : 
Congregation. 
To  God  alone  your  praise  belongs ; 
His  love  demands  your  earliest  songs. 

Children. 

Now  w^e  are  taug-ht  to  read 
The  book  of  life  divine  ; 

Where  our  Redeemer's  love, 
And  brightest  glories  shine  : 
200  " 


HYMN  111. 


Congregation. 
To  God  alone  the  praise  is  due, 
Who  sends  his  word  to  us  and  you. 

Children. 

3  Within  these  hallow'd  walls, 

Our  wandering-  feet  are  brought  ; 
Where  prayer  and  praise  ascend. 
And  heavenly  truths  are  taught : 
Congregation. 
To  God  alone  your  offerings  bring- ; 
Here  in  his  church  his  praises  sing. 
Children. 

4  For  blessings  such  as  these, 

Our  gratitude  receive  ; 
Lord,  here  accept  our  hearts,    ^ 
'Tis  all  that  we  can  give : 

Congregation. 

Great  God,  accept  their  infant  songs ; 
To  thee  alone  their  praise  belongs. 

Both. 

5  Lord,  bid  this  work  of  love 

Be  crown'd  with  meet  success ; 
May  thousands  yet  unborn. 

This  institution  bless : 
Thus  shall  the  praise  resound  to  thee. 
Now,  and  through  all  eternity. 

HYMN  111.  HI.  1. 

nLORY  to  the  Father  give, 
^^    God  in  whom  we  moVe  and  live  ; 
Children's  prayers  he  deigns  to  hear, 
Children's  songs  delight  his  ear. 
2  Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring, 

Christ  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  ; 
Children,  raise  your  sweetest  strain. 
To  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain. 
2or  ~~     ■  " 


HYMNS  112,  113. 


3  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
He  reclaims  the  sinner  lost ; 
Children's  minds  may  he  inspije, 
Touch  their  tongues  with  holy  fire^ 

4  Glory  in  the  highest  be 
To  the  blessed  Trinity, 
For  the  Gospel  from  above, 

For  the  word  that  "  God  is  love." 

HYMN  112.  C.  M. 

"1X7  HEN  Jesus  left  his  heavenly  throne, 

'  '     He  chose  an  humble  birth  ; 
Like  us  unhonour'd  and  unknown. 
He  came  to  dwell  on  earth  : 

2  Like  him.^may  we  be  found  below, 

In  wisdom's  paths  of  peace  ; 
Like  him,  in  grace  and  knowledge  grow, 
As  years  and  strength  increase. 

3  Sweet  were  his  words  and  kind  his  look, 

When  mothers  round  him  press'd ; 
Their  infants  in  his  arms  he  took. 
And  on  his  bosom  bless'd  : 

4  Safe  from  the  world's  alluring  harms. 

Beneath  his  watchful  eye, 
O,  thus  encircled  in  his  arms, 
Ma3"  we  for  ever  lie. 

HY'MN  113.  L.  M. 

r  ORD,  how  delightful  'tis  to  see 
■^^  A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  : 
At  once  the}?-  sing,  at  once  they  pray  ; 
They  hear  of  heaven,  and  learn  the  way. 

2  I  have  been  there,  and  still  would  go, 
'Tis  like  a  little  heaven  belovv^ ; 
Not  all  that  earth  and  sin  can  say, 
Shall  tempt  me  to  forget  this  day. 


HYMNS  114,  115. 


3  O  write  upon  my  memory?  Lord, 
The  text  and  doctrine  of  thy  word; 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  Jove  thee  better  than  before. 

4  With  thoughts  of  Christ  and  things  divine, 
Fill  up  this  sinful  heart  of  mine  ; 

That  hoping  pardon  through  his  blood, 
I  may  lie  down  and  wake  with  God. 

HYMN  114.  C.  M. 

lyrERCY,  descending  from  above, 
•^^-*-  In  softest  accents  pleads  ; 
O  may  each  tender  bosom  move, 
When  mercy  intercedes. 

2  Children  our  kind  protection  claim, 

And  God  will  well  approve, 
When  infants  learn  to  lisp  his  Name, 
And  their  Creator  love. 

3  Delightful  work,    young  souls  to  win, 

And  turn  the  rising  race 
From  the  deceitful  paths  of  sin, 
To  seek  their  Saviour's  face. 

4  Almighty  God,    thine  influence  shed 

To  aid  this  blest  design  ; 
The  honour  of  thy  Name  be  spread. 
And  all  the  glory  thine. 

CHARITABLE  OCCASIONS. 
HYMN  115.  C.  M. 

OLEST  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 
■^^  Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Is  never  raised  in  vain  : 

2  Whose  breast  responds  with  generous  warmth, 
A  stranger's  woe  to  feel ; 
Who  weeps  in  ipky  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

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HYMNS  116,  117. 


3  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  views,  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

4  To  him  protection  shall  be  shoAvn  ;     . 

And  mercy,  from  above, 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  Christian  law  of  love. 

FIYMN  116.  C.  M. 

"piCH  are  the  joys  which  cannot  die, 
-^  With  God  laid  up  in  store  ; 
Treasures  beyond  the  changing  sky. 
Brighter  than  golden  ore. 

2  The  seeds  which  piety  and  love 

Have  scatter'd  here  below, 
In  the  fair  fertile  fields  above 
To  ample  harvests  grow. 

3  The  mite,  my  willing  hands  can  give, 

At  Jesus'  feet  I  lay; 
Grace  shall  the  humble  gift  receive. 
Abounding  grace,repay. 

HYMN  117.  III.  3. 

T  ORD  of  life,  all  praise  excelling, 
-^  Thou,  in  glory  unconfined, 
Deign'st  to  make  thy  humble  dwelling 
With  the  poor  of  humble  mind. 

2  As  thy  love,  through  all  creation. 

Beams  like  thy  diffusive  light ; 
So  the  high  and  humble  station 
Both  are  equal  in  thy  sight. 

3  Thus  th)'  care,  for  all  providing, 

Warm'd  thy  faithful  prophet's  tongue  ; 
Who,  the  lot  of  all  deciding, 
To  thy  chosen  Isvael  sung : 

204  ' 


HYMN  118. 


4  When  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure, 

Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind; 
To  the  poor  belongs  the  treasure 
Of  the  scatter'd  ears  behind. 
Chorus.  These  thy  God  ordains  to  bless, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

5  When  thine  olive  plants  increasing 

Pour  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain, 
Grateful,  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing. 
But  not  search  the  bouafh  again. 
Chorus.     These,  &c. 

6  When  thy  favour'd  vintage  flowing. 

Gladdens  thine  autumnal  scene, 
Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing. 
But  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  glean. 
Chorus.     These,  &c. 

7  Still  we  read  thy  word  declaring 

Mercy,  Lord,  thine  own  decree  ; 
Mercy,  every  sorrow  sharing. 

Warms  the  heart  resembling  thee. 

8  Still  the  orphan  and  the  stranger. 

Still  the  widow  owns  thy  care  ; 
Screen'd  by  thee  in  every  danger. 
Heard  by  thee  in  every  prayer. 
Hallelujah,  Amen. 

TO  BE  USED  AT  S-EA. 
HYMN  118.  L.  M. 

f^  OD  of  the  seas,  thine  awful  voice 
^^  Bids  all  the  rolling  waves  rejoice  ; 
And  one  soft  word  of  thy  command 
Can  sink  them  silent  on  the  sand. 
2  The  smallest  fish  that  swims  the  seas, 
Sportful,  to  thee  a  tribute  pays ; 
And  largest  monsters  of  the  deep, 
At  thy  command,  or  rage  or  sleep. 


HYMNS  119,  li^O. 


3  Thus  is  thy  glorious  power  adored 
Among  the  watery  nations,  Lord  : 
Yet  men,  who  trace  the  dangerous  waves. 
Forget  the  mighty  God  who  saves. 

^HYMN  119.  IV.  5. 

Save,  Lord,  or  we  perish.     St.  Matt.  viii.  25. 

"Yiy  HEN  through  the  torn  sail  the  wild  tempest 

*  *       is  streaming, 
When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the  red  lightning  is 

gleaming. 
Nor  hope  lends  a  ray  the  poor  seaman  to  cherish, 
We  fly  to  our  Maker :  "Save,Lord,  or  we  perish." 

2  O  Jesus,  once  rock'd  on  the  breast  of  the  billow. 
Aroused,  by  the    shriek  of  despair,    from   thy 

pillow. 
Now  seated  in  glory,  the  mariner  cherish. 
Who  cries  in  his  anguish, "  Save,  Lord,  or  we 

perish." 

3  And  O  !  when  the  whirlwind  of  passion  is  raging. 
When  sin  in  our  hearts  its  wild  warfare  is  waging. 
Then  send   down   thy  Spirit,  thy  ransom'd  to 

cherish. 
Rebuke  the  destroyer  ;  "Save, Lord, orwe perish." 

HYMN  120.  C.  M. 

Which  may  be  used  at  Sea  or  on  Land. 

T  ORD,  for  the  just  thou  dost  provide, 
-^   Thou  art  their  sure  defence  ; 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help.  Omnipotence. 

2  Though  they  through  foreign  lands  should  roam. 
And  breathe  the  tainted  air 
In  burning  climates,  far  from  home, 
Yet  thou,  their  God,  art  there. 

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HYMN  121. 


3  Thy  goodness  sweetens  every  soil, 

Makes  every  country  please  ; 
Thou  on  the  snowy  hills  dost  smile, 
And  smooth'st  the  rug-ged  seas. 

4  When  waves  on  waves,  to  heaven  uprear'd, 

Defied  the  pilot's  art ; 
When  terror  in  each  face  appear'd, 
And  sorrow  in  each  heart; 

5  To  thee  I  raised  my  humble  prayer, 

To  snatch  me  from  the  grave: 
I  found  thine  ear  not  slow  to  hear, 

Nor  short  thine  arm  to  save. 
0  Thou  gavest  the  -word,   the  winds  did  cease, 

The  storms  obey'd  th}^  will. 
The  raging  sea  was  hush'd  in  peace. 

And  every  wave  was  still. 
7  For  this,  my  life,  in  every  state, 

A  life  of  praise  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  my  fate. 

Shall  join  my  soul  to  thee. 

FOR  THE  SICK. 
HYMN  121.  L.  M. 

"TyHEN  dangers,  woes,  or  death  are  nigh, 

Past  mercies  teach  me  where  to  fly  : 
Thine  arm.  Almighty  God,  can  aid, 
When  sickness  grieves,  and  pains  invade. 

2  To  all  the  various  helps  of  art 
Kindly  thy  healing  power  impart ; 
Bethesda's  bath  refused  to  save. 
Unless  an  angel  bless'd  the  wave. 

3  All  med'cines  act  by  thy  decree. 
Receive  commission  all  from  thee  ; 

And  not  a  plant  which  spreads  the  plains, 
But  teems  with  health,  when  heaven  ordains. 

4  Clay  and  Siloam's  pool,  we  find, 

At  heaven's  command  restored  the  blind; 

"  207  "       ' 


HYMN  122. 


And  Jordan's  Avaters  hence  were  seen 
To  wash  a  Syrian  leper  clean. 

5  But  grant  me  nobler  favours  still, 
Grant  me  to  know  and  do  thy  will ; 
Purge  my  foul  soul  from  every  stain, 
And  save  me  from  eternal  pain. 

6  Can  such  a  wretch  for  pardon  sue  ? 
My  crimes,  my  crimes  arise  in  view. 
Arrest  my  trembling  tongue  in  prayer, 
And  pour  the  horrors  of  despair. 

7  But  thou,  regard  my  contrite  sighs, 
My  tortured  breast,  my  streaming  eyes ; 
To  me  thy  boundless  love  extend. 

My  God,  my  Father,  and  my  Friend. 

8  These  lovely  names  I  ne'er  could  plead. 
Had  not  thy  Son  vouchsafed  to  bleed  ; 
His  blood  procures  our  fallen  race 
Admittance  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

9  When  sin  has  shot  its  poison'd  dart, 
And  conscious  guilt  corrodes  the  heart, 
His  blood  is  all-sufficient  found 

To  draw  the  shaft  and  heal  the  wound. 

10  What  arrows  pierce  so  deep  as  sin? 
What  venom  gives  such  pain  within  ? 
Thou  great  Physician  of  the  soul. 
Rebuke  my  pangs,  and  make  me  whole. 

11  O,  if  I  trust  thy  sovereign  skill. 
And  bow  submissive  to  thy  will. 
Sickness  and  death  shall  both  agree 
To  bring  me.  Lord,  at  last  to  thee. 

HYMN  123.  C.  M. 

On  Recovery  from  Sickness. 
TTTHEN  we  are  raised  from  deep  distress, 

'  '     Our  God  deserves  our  song  ; 
We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praise 
From  Hezekiah's  tongue. 

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HYMN  123. 


'-3  The  gates  of  the  devouring-  grave 
Are  open'd  wide  in  vain, 
If  he  tllat  holds  the  keys  of  death, 
Command  them  fast  again. 

3  When  he  but  speaks  the  healing  word, 

Then  no  d;sease  withstands  ; 
Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly,  as  he  commands. 

4  If  half  the  strings  of  life  should  break, 

He  can  our  frame  restore. 
And  cast  our  sins  behind  his  back. 
And  they  are  found  no  more. 

5  To  him  I  cried,  "  Thy  servant  save. 

Thou  ever  good  and  just; 
Thy  power  can  rescue  from  the  grave. 
Thy  power  is  all  my  trust." 

6  He  heard,  and  saved  my  soul  from  death, 

And  dried  my  failing  tears  ; 
Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath. 
Through  my  remaining  years. 

HYMN  123.  L.  UI 

On  the  same. 

lUTY  God,  since  thou  hast  raised  me  up, 
■^^-^  Thee  I'll  extol  vv^ith  thankful  voice  ; 
Restored  by  thine  Almighty  power. 
With  fear  before  thee  I'll  rejoice. 

2  With  troubles  worn,  with  pain  oppresst. 

To  thee  I  cried,  and  thou  didst  save  ; 
Thou  didst  support  my  sinking  hopes, 
My  life  didst  rescue  from  the  grave. 

3  Wherefore,  ye  saints,  rejoice  with  m>e. 

With  me  sing  praises  to  the  Lord; 
Call  all  his  goodness  to  your  mind, 
And  all  his  faithfulness  record. 

4  His  anger  is  but  short :  his  love, 

Which  is  our  life,  hath  certain  stay  ; 

^09  14  12 


HYMNS  124,  125. 


Grief  may  continue  for  a  night, 
But  joy  returns  with  rising  day. 

5  Then,  what  I  vow'd  in  my  distress, 

In  happier  hours  I  now  will  give, 
And  strive  that  in  my  grateful  verse, 
His  praises  may  for  ever  live. 

6  To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  blest  and  undivided  Three  ; 
The  One  sole  giver  of  all  life. 
Glory  and  praise  for  ever  be. 

FUNERJLS. 
HYMN  124.  C.  M. 

TTEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  declares 
-■--^  To  those  in  Christ  who  die  : 
Released  from  all  their  earthly  cares, 
They'll  reign  with  him  on  high. 

2  Then  why  lament  departed  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
Death's  but  the  servant  Jesus  sends 
To  call  us  to  his  arms. 

3  If  sin  be  pardon'd,  we're  secure, 

Death  hath  no  sting  beside  ; 
The  law  gave  sin  its  strength  and  power ; 
But  Christ,  our  ransom,  died. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  bless'd. 

When  in  the  grave  he  lay ; 
And,  rising  thence,  their  hopes  he  raised 
To  everlasting  day. 

5  Then,  joyfully,  while  life  we  have. 

To  Christ,  our  life,  we'll  sing, 
Where  is   thy  victory,  O  grave  ? 
And  where,  O  death,  thy  sting? 

HYMN  125.  C.  M. 

TTTHEN  those  we  love  are  snatch' d  away 
'  '     By  death's  resistless  hand, 

9.UI 


HYMN  126. 


Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay 
That  friendship  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising-  sigh, 

With  awful  power  imprest ; 
May  this  dread  truth,  "  I  too  must  die," 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  allure  no  more ; 

Behold  the  opening  tomb  ; 
It  bids  us  use  the  present  hour, 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  instructive  scene 

May  every  heart  obey : 
Nor  be  the  faithful  warning  vain 
Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  O  let  us  to  that  Saviour  fly. 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save  ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high. 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
HYMN  126.  C.  M. 

Death  of  a  Young  Person. 
TTOW  short  the  race  our  friend  has  run, 
-^-^  Cut  down  in  all  his  bloom  : 
The  course  but  yesterday  begun 
Now  finish'd  in  the  tomb. 

2  Thou  joyous  youth,  hence  learn  how  soon 

Thy  years  may  end  their  flight : 

Long,  long  before  life's  brilliant  noon 

May  come  death's  gloomy  night. 

3  To  serve  thy  God  no  longer  wait, 

To-day  his  voice  regard  ; 
To-morrov/,  mercy's  open  gate 
May  be  for  ever  barr'd. 

4  And  thus  the  Lord  reveals  his  grace, 

Thy  youthful  love  to  gain: 
The  soul  that  early  seeks  my  face 
Shall  never  seek  in  vain. 
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HYMNS  127,  128. 


HYMN  127.  L.  M. 

Death  of  an  Infant. 

A  S  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  mom, 
-^  But  withers  in  the  rising  day ; 
Thus  lovely  was  this  infant's  dawn, 
Thus  swiftly  fled  its  life  away. 

2  It  died  ere  its  expanding  soul 

Had  ever  burnt  with  wrong  desires, 
Had  ever  spurn'd  at  heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quench'd  its  sacred  fires. 

3  It  died  to  sin,  it  died  to  cares. 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod : 
O  mourner   such,   the  Lord  declares. 
Such  are  the  children  of  our  God. 


VIII.  INVITATION  AND  WARNING. 
HYMN  128.  III.  1. 

QINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
^  God,  j^our  Maker,  asks  you  why  : 
God,  who  did  your  being  give. 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  : 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  works  of  his  own  hands, 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  \vill  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why : 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve. 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 

Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ^ 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 

God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why : 
_ 


HYMNS  129,  ISO. 


H 


He,  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love. 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why. 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  ? 

HYMN  129.  III.  1. 

ASTEN,  sinner,  to  be  wise ; 
Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun : 
Wisdom,  if  you  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten,  mercy  to  implore  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er, 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return  ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun  ; 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  cease  to  burn, 
Ere  salvation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blest ; 

Stay  not  for  the  morrov/'s  sun ; 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest. 
Ere  the  morrow  is  begun. 

HYMN  130.  II.  3. 

IDEACE,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 

-^     Hath  taught  each  scene  the  note  of  woe  ; 

Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 
And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow : 

Behold,  the  precious  balm  is  found, 

To  lull  thy  pain,  and  heal  thy  w^ound. 
2  Come,  freely  come,  b}''  sin  opprest, 
!         On  Jesus  cast  thy  weighty  load  ; 
I     In  him  thy  refuge  find,  thy  rest. 
Safe  in  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 

Thy  CTod's  thy  S«.viour,  glorious  word  ; 

O  hear,  believe,  and  bless  the  Lord. 

2l3 


HYMNS  131,  132. 


HYMN  131.  S.  M. 

Rev.  xxii.  17,  20. 

T~^HE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 
-^    Is  whispering,  sinner,Come  : 
The  Bride,  the  Church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children.  Come, 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say- 

To  all  ahout  him,  Come  : 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness. 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

O  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  hfe  - 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  I  quickly  come. 
Lord  !  even  so  ;  I  wait  thy  hour ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come. 

HYMN  132.  C.  M. 

XTE  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 
-^    With  songs  of  sacred  praise; 
For  he  is  good,  supremely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 

In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
^In  its  diviner  forms. 

4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come, 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

2lT 


HYMN  133. 


5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 

6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love, 

What  honours  shall  we  raise  ! 
Not  all  th'  angelic  songs  above 
Can  render  equal  praise. 


IX.     CHRISTIAN  DUTIES  AND 
AFFECTIONS. 

PEJYEK 

HYMN  133.  CM. 

A  PPROACH,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 
■^^  Where  Jesus  answers  prayer ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burden'd  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin. 

By  Satan  sorely  press'd. 
By  war  without,  and  fear  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  shield  and  hiding-place ; 

That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face. 
And  tell  him.   Thou  hast  died. 

5  Oh,  wondrous   love,  to  bleed  and  die, 

To  bear  the  cross  and  shame. 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 

Might  plead  thy  gracious  Name. 

— 


HYMNS  134,  135. 


HYMN  134.  C.  M. 

"pRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
■^    Utter'd  or  unexpress'd  ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear  ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try  ; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
The  watch-word  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice. 
And  cry, "Behold,  he  prays  1" 

6  In  prayer,  on  earth,  the  saints  are  one. 

They're  one  in  word  and  mind. 
When  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

7  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  W^ay, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray. 

REPENTJtNCE. 
HYMN  135.  L.  M. 

r\  THOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
^-^   Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  -with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  memory  from  thy  book. 


HYMN  136. 


2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soal  averse  to  sin : 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight : 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford ; 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne. 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

5  A  broken  heart,  my  C4od,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust. 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace : 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

8  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue, 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song : 

And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

HYMN  136.  L.  M. 

OTAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
^  Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away. 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting-  flio-ht. 
2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been. 
And  long  in  vain  thy  grace  received ; 

217  ■  K 


HYMNS  137,  138. 


Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved; 
Yet,  oh,  the  mourning  sinner  spare, 

In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear, 

T'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 
My  weary  soul,  O  God,  release  ; 

Uphold  me  with  thy  gracious  hand ; 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  peace, 

And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

HYMN  137.  L.  M. 

(~\  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone, 
^-^  O  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down, 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 
I  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  ; 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art. 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
\  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin. 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
I  cannot  rest,  till  pure  within. 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 
[  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God  ; 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove. 
The  cross,  all  stain' d  with  hallow 'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 
)  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power. 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release  ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour. 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

HYMN  138.  C.  M. 

Penitential  Gratitude. 

"piSE,  O  my  soul,  the  hours  review, 

-'-*'  When,  awed  by  guilt  and  fear, 

__ 


HYiMN  139. 


To  heaven  for  grace  thou  durst  not  sue, 
And  found  no  rescue  here. 

2  Thy  tears  are  dried,  thy  griefs  are  fled, 

Dispell'd  each  bitter  care ; 
For   heav^en  itself  has  lent  its  aid 
To  save  thee  from  despair. 

3  Hear,  then,  O  God,  thy  work  fulfil. 

And,  from  thy  mercy's  throne. 
Vouchsafe  me  strength  to  do  thy  will, 
And  to  resist  mine  own  :  ^^ 

4  So  shall  my  soul  each  power  employ 

Thy  mercy  to  adore  ; 
While  heaven  itself  proclaims  with  joy. 
One    pardoned  sinner  more. 

FJITH. 

HYMN  139.  III.  2. 

"P  OCK  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
-^^  Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood. 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood. 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure. 
Save  from  Avrath,  and  make  me  pure 

2  Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow. 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone. 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone ; 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring. 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath. 
When  mine  ej^elids  close  in  death. 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 
2i3 


HYMNS  140,  141, 


HYMN  140.  L.  M. 

T^AITH  is  the  Christian's  evidence 
-*•     Of  things  unseen  by  mortal  eye  ; 
It  passes  all  the  bounds  of  sense, 
And  penetrates  the  inmost  sky. 

2  Things  absent  it  can  set  in  view, 

And  bring  far  distant  prospects  home ; 
Events  long  past  it  can  renew, 

And  long  foresee  the  things  to  come. 

3  With  strong  persuasion,  from  afar  I 

The  heavenly  region  it  surveys. 
Embraces  all  the  blessings  there. 
And  here  enjoys  the  promises. 

4  By  faith  a  steady  course  we  steer,  | 

Through  ruffling  storms  and  swelling  seas, 
O'ercome  the  world,  keep  down  our  fear 
And  still  possess  our  souls  in  peace. 

5  By  faith  we  pass  the  vale  of  tears 

Safe  and  serene,  though  oft  distress'd ; 
By  faith,  subdue  the  king  of  fears. 
And  go  rejoicing  to  our  rest. 


HYMN  141.  C.  M. 

Rom.  viii.  31—34. 

f~\  LET  triumphant  faith  dispel 

^-^  The  fears  of  guilt  and  woe  : 

If  God  be  for  us,  God  the  Lord, 

Who,  who  shall  be  our  foe  ? 

2  He  who  his  only  Son  gave  up 

To  death,  that  we  might  live. 
Shall  he  not  all  things  freely  grant, 
That  boundless  love  can  give? 

3  Who  now  his  people  shall  accuse  ? 

'Tis  God  hath  justified  : 
Who  now  his  people  shall  condemn? 
The  Lamb  of  God  hath  died. 

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HYMNS  142,  143. 


4  And  He  who  died  hath  risen  again, 
Triumphant  from  the  grave  : 
At  God's  right  hand  for  us  he  pleads, 
Omnipotent  to  save. 

HYMN  142.  C.  M. 

Dead  Faith. 
"r|EL(JDED  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 
-*-^  And  make  their  empty  boast 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven. 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  vain  our  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  The  faith  which  new  creates  the  heart, 

And  works  by  active  love. 
Will  bid  all  sinful  joys  depart. 
And  lift  the  thoughts  above. 

4  God  from  the  curse  has  set  us  free. 

To  make  us  pure  within  ; 
Nor  did  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  minister  of  sin. 

HYMN  143.  III.  1. 

Christ  our  Refuge. 
TESUS,  Saviour  of  my  soul, 
*'    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly. 
While  the  waves  of  trouble  roll. 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide. 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

O  receive  my  soul  at  last. 
2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee: 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone. 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  : 

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HYMNS  144,  145.  H 


All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 
All  my  hope  from  thee  I  bring  ; 

Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

HYMN  144.  IV.  4. 

TTOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
-*-^  Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ; 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath  said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled : 

2  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid ; 
I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to 

stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

3  When  through  the  deep  waters  I  call  thee  to  go. 
The  rivers  of  woe  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 

For  I  will  be  with  thee, thy  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctif}'  to  thee  thy  deepest  distress. 

4  When    through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume, and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

5  The  soul  that  to  Jesus  hath  fled  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 

That  sou],  though  all  hell  shall  endeavour   to 

shake, 
I'll  never — no,  never — no,  never  forsake. 

HOPE. 

HYMN  145. 

"piSE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
-*-^  Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise,  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  destined  place: 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay. 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 


HYMNS  146,  147. 


Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 
2  Cease,  my  soul,  O  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
Soon  thy  Saviour  will  return, 

To  take  thee  to  the  skies : 
There,  is  everlasting  peace, 

Rest,  enduring  rest  in  heaven  ; 
There,  will  sorrow  ever  cease, 

And  crowns  of  joy  be  given. 

HYMN  146.  III.  1. 

pHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
^-^  As  we  journey  let  us  sing  ; 
Sing  the  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Banish'd  once,  by  sin  betray'd, 
Christ  our  advocate  v/as  made  ; 
Pardon'd  now,  no  more  we  roam, 
Christ  conducts  us  to  our  home. 

4  Lord,  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

HYMN  147.  C.  M. 

TTTFIEN  I  can  read  m}^  title  clear 

^  ^     To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear. 

And  wape  my  weeping  eyes. 
Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage. 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 

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HYMNS  148,  149. 


Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all: 

4  There,  anchored  safe,  my  weary  soul 

Shall  find  eternal  rest ; 
Nor  storms  shall  beat,  nor  billows  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

JOY. 
HYMN  148.  C.  M. 

TOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 
*^    In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

2  A  bleeding  Saviour,  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  pardoning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
Give  joys  like  those  above. 

3  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy 

And  purify  the  mind ; 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 
And  leave  the  world  behind. 

4  No  more,  believer,  mourn  thy  lot  ; 

O  thou  who  art  the  Lord's, 
Resign  to  those  who  know  him  not, 
Such  joy  as  earth  affords. 

HYMN  149.  S.  M. 

r^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
^-^  And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing 

That  never  knew  our  God, 

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HYMN  150. 


But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  God  of  heaven  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  love  ; 
His  care  shall  guard  life's  fleeting  hours, 
Then  waft  our  souls  above. 

4  There  shall  we  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ; 
There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

5  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state. 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

6  Children  of  grace  have  found 

GlorA^  begun  below  : 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

7  The  hill  of  Sion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets. 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

8  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry; 
We^'re  travelling  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 
LOVE. 
HYMN  150.  III.  3. 

T  ORD,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee 

For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows  ; 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 

And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows  : 
Help,  O  God,  my  weak  endeavour ; 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise  : 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  my  love  be  warm'd  to  praise. 


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HYMN  151. 


2  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

V/retched  wanderer,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 

From  the  paths  of  death  away  ; 
Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear, 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing. 

Bade  the  blood-stain'd  cross  appear. 

3  Lord,  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express  : 
Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling, 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless  • 
Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 

Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise ; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 

Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

HYxMN  151.  m.  1. 

I    ORD,  my  God,  I  long  to  know, 
-^  Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought ; 
Do  I  love  thee,  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  thine,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain. 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 

Any  duty  give  me  pain. 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

3  When  I  turn  mine  eyes  within, 
O  how  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ! 

Prone  to  unbelief  and  sin, 

Can  I  deem  myself  thy  child? 

4  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall : 

Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

5  Could  I  love  thy  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd, 

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HYMN  152. 


Find  at  times  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  thee,  Lord  ? 
()  Saviour,  let  me  love  thee  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before. 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

PBJISE, 
HYMN  152. 
'pHE  God  of  Abraham  praise, 

Who  reigns  enthroned  above; 
Ancient,  of  everlasting  days, 

And  God  of  love  ; 
Jehovah,  Great  I  AM, 

By  earth  and  heaven  confess'd ; 
I  bow,  and  bless  the  sacred  Name 
For  ever  bless'd. 

2  The  God  of  Abraham,  praise, 

At  whose  supreme  command 
From  earth  I  rise,  and  seek  the  joys 

At  his  right  hand  : 
I  all  on  earth  forsake. 

Its  wisdom,  fame,  and  power; 
And  Him  my  only  portion  make, 

My  shield  and  tower. 

3  He  by  himself  hath  sworn, 

I  on  his  oath  depend, 
I  shall,  on  angel  wings  upborne, 

To  heaven  ascend  : 
I  shall  behold  his  face, 

I  shall  his  power  adore. 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 

For  evermore. 

4  There  dwells  the  Lord,  our  King, 

The  Lord,  our  righteousness. 
Triumphant  o'er  the  world  and  sin, 
The  Prince  of  Peace  ; 

22T~  ~ — 


HYMN  153. 


On  Sion's  sacred  height 

His  king-dom  he  maintains, 
And,  glorious,  with  his  saints  in  light, 

For  ever  reigns. 

5  The  God  who  reigns  on  high 

The  great  archangels  sing  ; 
And,  "Holy,  hol}^,  holy,"  cry. 

Almighty  King, 
Who  was,  and  is  the  same, 

And  evermore  shall  be  ; 
Jehovah,  Father,  C4reat  I  AM; 

We  worship  thee. 

6  The  whole  triumphant  host 

Give  thanks  to  God  on  high ; 
"Hail,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost," 

They  ever  cry  : 
Hail,  Abraham's  God  and  mine, 

I  join  the  heavenly  lays  ; 
All  might  and  majesty  are  thine, 

And  endless  praise. 

HYMN  153.  IV.  3. 

Psalm  c. 

"OE  joj^ful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth, 
■^  O  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear; 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth. 
With  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 

2  For  Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone. 

Creator  and  ruler  o'er  all ; 
And  we  are  his  people,  his  sceptre  we  own ; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

3  O  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song. 

Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim  ; 
His  praise  with  melodious  accordance  prolong. 
And  bless  his  adorable  Name. 

4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good. 

And  we  are  the  Avork  of  his  hand ; 


HYMNS  154,  155. 


His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 

HYMN  1.54.  L.  M. 

Psalm  c. 

"OEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
-^  Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wandering-  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brouo-ht  us  to  his  fold  ag-ain. 

3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care. 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame ; 
What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  Name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs. 
High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise  ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  v/ith  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  Avorld  is  thy  command, 
A^'ast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand. 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

HYMN  155.  III.  1. 

Songs  of  Praise. 

QONGS  of  praise  the  angels  sang ; 
^   Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang. 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun. 
When  he  spake  and  it  was  done. 
2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

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HYMNS  156,  157. 


3  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away , 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  : 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth : 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  shall  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No ;  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice  ; 
Learning  here  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 

6  Borne  upon  their  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy, 

Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

CONTENTMENT. 
HYMN  15G.  C.  M. 

■p  ATHER,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies. 
Accepted  at  thy  throne,  let  this. 
My  humble  prayer,  arise  : 

2  Give  me  a  calm  and  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee  : 

3  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mme 

My  life  and  death  attend. 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

HYMN  157.  L.  M. 

"DE  still,  my  heart,  these  anxious  cares 
■^-^  To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares  ; 
They  cast  dishonour  on  thy  Lord, 
And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

230  """ 


HYMN  158. 


2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  guide  ? 

3  When  first  before  his  mercy  seat, 
Thou  didst  to  him  thy  all  commit ; 
He  gave  thee  warrant  from  that  hour. 
To  trust  his  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 

4  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall. 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  past, 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last? 

5  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road. 
It  leads  thee  home,  apace,  to  God ; 
Then  count  thy  present  trials  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

IN  AFFLICTION. 

HYMN  158.  C.  M. 

XT  EAR,  gracious  God,    my  humble  moan, 
-"--*-  To  thee  I  breathe  my  sighs  ; 
When  will  the  mournful  night  be  gone  ? 
When  shall  my  joys  arise  ? 

2  Yet,  though  my  soul  in  darkness  mourns, 

Thy  promise  is  my  stay ; 
Here  would  I  rest  till  light  returns. 
Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

3  Come,  Lord,  and  with  celestial  peace 

Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
O  smile,  and  bid  my  sorrow  cease, 
And  all  their  gloom  depart. 

4  Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise. 

And  bless  thy  healing  rays. 
And  change  these  deep  complaining  sighs 
For  songs  of  sacred  praise. 
231  ■ 


HYMNS  159,  160. 


HYMN  159.  II.  3. 

Psalm  xlii. 

A  S,  panting-  in  the  sultry  beam, 
-^^  The  hart  desires  the. cooling  stream, 
So  to  thy  presence,  Lord,  I  flee. 
So  longs  my  soul,  O  God,  for  thee  ; 
Athirst  to  taste  thy  living  grace, 
And  see  thy  glory,  face  to  face. 

2  But  rising  griefs  distress  my  soul, 
And  tears  on  tears  successive  roll ; 
For  many  an  evil  voice  is  near. 

To  chide  my  woe,  and  mock  my  fear; 

And  silent  memory  weeps  alone 

O'er  hours  of  peace  and  gladness  flown. 

3  For  I  have  walk'd  the  happy  round 
That  'circles  Zion's  holy  ground. 
And  gladly  swell'd  the  choral  lays, 
That  h3^mn'd  my  great  Redeemer's  praise. 
What  time  the  hallow'd  arches  rung 
Responsive  to  the  solemn  song. 

4  Ah,  why,  by  passing  clouds  opprest, 
Should  vexing  thoughts  distract  thy  breast? 
Turn,  turn  to  Him,  in  every  pain. 
Whom  suppliants  never  sought  in  vain  ; 
Thy  strength,  in  joy's  ecstatic  day, 

Thy  hope,  when  joy  has  pass'd  away. 

HY^MN  160.  II.  3. 

A  compassionate  High  Priest.  Heb.  iv.  15. 
"TXT" HEN  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 

And  days  are  dark,  and  friends  are  few. 
On  Him  I  lean,  who,  not  in  vain, 
Experienced  every  human  pain  ; 
He  feels  my  griefs,  he  sees  my  fears. 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 
2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  wisdom's  narrow  way, 

232 


HYMN  161. 


To  fly  the  g-ood  I  would  pursue, 

Or  do  the  ill  I  would  not  do  ; 

Still  He,  who  felt  temptation's  power. 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  When  vexing  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And,  sore  dismay'd,  my  spirit  dies ; 
Then  He,  who  once  vouchsafed  to  bear 
The  sickening  anguish  of  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  soothe,  shall  gently  dry 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

4  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend. 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  v/hile  ; 

Thou,  Saviour,  seest  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  did'st  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

5  And,  oh,  when  I  have  safely  past 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last. 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  bed   of  death," for  Thou  hast  died  ; 
Then  point  to  realms  of  endless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

HYMN  161.  L.  M. 

Sanctified  ^fflictmi. 

T  ORD,    unafflicted,  undismay'd, 
-^^  In  pleasure's  path  how  long  I  stray'd: 
But  thou  hast  made  me  feel  thy  rod, 
And  turn'd  my  soul  to  thee,  my  God. 

2  What  though  it  pierced  my  fainting  heart, 
I  bless  thy  hand  that  caused  the  smart ; 

It  taught  my  tears  awhile  to  flow. 
But  saved  me  from  eternal  woe. 

3  O,    hadst  thou  left  me  unchastised, 
Thy  precepts  I  had  still  despised. 
And  still  the  snare  in  secret  laid. 
Had  my  unwary  feet  betray'd. 

233  ■  ^ 


HYMN  162. 


4  I  love  thy  chastenings,  O  my  God, 
They  fix  my  hopes  on  thy  abode  ; 
Where,  in  thy  presence  fully  blest, 
Thy  stricken  saints  for  ever  rest. 

DJILY  DEVOTION. 
HYMN  162.  II.  3. 

Daily  Dependancc. 

TXTHEN,  Streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 
^^     The  morning  light  salutes  mine  eyes, 
O  Sun  of  righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  sin  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  When  to  heaven's  great  and  glorious  King 
Mj?"  morning  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

And,  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame. 
Ask  m.ercy,  Saviour,  in  thy  Name  ; 
My  conscience  sprinkle  with  thy  blood. 
And  be  my  advocate  with  God. 

3  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  and  its  cares, 

0  Saviour,  till  my  life  shall  end. 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend: 
Teach  me  thy  precepts,  ail  divine, 
And  be  thy  pure  example  mine. 

4  When  pain  transfixes  every  part. 
Or  languor  settles  at  the  heart ; 
When  on  my  bed,  diseased,  oppressed, 

1  turn,  and  sigh,  and  long  for  rest ; 
O  great  Physician,  see  my  grief, 
And  grant  thy  servant  sweet  relief. 

5  Should  poverty's  destructive  blow 
Lay  all  my  worldly  comforts  low ; 
And  neither  help  nor  hope  appear, 
INly  steps  to  guide,  my  heart  to  cheer; 

234 


HYMN  163. 


Lord,  pity  and  supply  my  need, 
For  thou,  on  earth,  wast  poor  indeed. 

6  Should  Providence  profusely  pour 
Its  varied  blessings  on  my  store  ; 
O  keep  me  from  the  ills  diat  wait 
On  such  a  seeming-  prosperous  state  : 
From  hurtful  passions  set  me  free, 
And  humbly  may  I  walk  with  thee. 

7  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labours  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning-  mercy  richly  bless'd, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest: 
And,  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

8  And,  at  my  life's  last  setting-  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labours  done, 
Jesus,  thy  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed  ; 
And,  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  praise. 

HYMN  163.  L.  M. 

I  have  set  God  always  before  me.     Ps.  xvi.  9. 

Q AVIOUR,    when  night  involves  the  skies, 
^  My  soul,  adoring,  turns  to  thee. 
Thee,  self-abased  in  mortal  guise, 

And  wrapt  in  shades  of  death  for  me. 

2  On  thee  my  waking  raptures  dwell. 

When  crimson  gleams  the  east  adorn, 
Thee,  victor  of  the  grave  and  hell, 
Thee,  source  of  life's  eternal  morn. 

3  When  noon  her  throne  in  light  arrays, 

To  thee,  my  soul  triumphant  springs  ; 
Thee,  throned  in  glory's  endlgss  blaze. 
Thee,  Lord  of  lords,  and  King  of  kings. 

235  "  " 


HYMN  164. 


4  O'er  earth,  when  shades  of  evening'  steal, 
To  death  and  thee  my  thoughts  I  give  ; 
To  death,  whose  power  I  soon  must  feel, 
To  thee,  with  whom  I  trust  to  live. 

HYMN  164.  L.  M. 

Morning  Hymn. 

A  WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
-^  Thy  daily  course  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Redeem  thy  mispent  time  that's  past ; 
Live  this  day,  as  if  'twere  thy  last : 
To  improve  thy  talents  take  due  care ; 
'Gainst  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  Let  all  thy  converse  be  sincere, 

Thy  conscience  as  the  noonday  clear ; 
Think  how  th'  all-seeing  God,  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surveys. 

4  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart. 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part ; 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing, 
Glory   to   thee,  eternal  King. 

5  I  wake,  I  wake,  ye  heavenly  choir ; 
May  your  devotion  me  inspire  ; 
That  I  like  you  my  age  may  spend. 
Like  you  may  on  my  God  attend. 

6  May  I  like  you  in  God  delight, 
Have  all  day  long  my  God  in  sight ; 
Perform  like  you  my  Maker's  will : 
Oh,  may  I  never  more  do  ill. 

7  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept. 
And  hast  refresh'd  me  whilst  I  slept : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

236 


HYMN  165. 


8  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ;         x 
Guard  my  first  spring  of  tliought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

9  Direct,  control,  suggest  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say. 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
10  Praise  God,  from,  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below : 
Praise  him  above,  angelic  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN  165.  L.  M. 

Horning. 

A  RISE,  my  soul,  with  rapture  rise, 
■^^  And,  fill'd  with  love  and  fear,  adore 
The  awful  Sovereign  of  the  skies. 

Whose  mercy  lends  me  one  day  more. 

2  And  may  this  day,  indulgent  Power, 

Not  idly  pass,  nor  fruitless  be  ; 
But  may  each  swiftly  flying  hour 
Still  nearer  bring  my  soul  to  Thee. 

3  But  can  it  be  ?  that  Power  divine 

Is  throned  in  light's  unbounded  blaze ; 
And  countless  worlds  and  angels  join 
To  swell  the  glorious  song  of  praise. 

4  And  will  He  deign  to  lend  an  ear, 

When  I,  poor  abject  mortal,  pray  ? 

Yes,  boundless  goodness,  He  will  hear, 

Nor  cast  the  meanest  wretch  away. 

5  Then  let  me  serve  Thee  all  my  days, 

And  may  my  zeal  with  years  increase  : 
For  pleasant.  Lord,  are  all  thy  Avays, 
And  all  thy  paths  are  paths  of  peace. 

237  ' 


HYMNS  166,  167 


HYMN  160.  C.  M. 

3Tornwg. 

T^O  Thee  let  my  first  ofTerings  rise, 
-^    Whose  sun  creates  the  day, 
Swift  as  his  gladdening-  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 

2  This  day  thy  favouring  hand  be  nigh, 

So  oft  vouchsafed  before  ; 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 
And  I  that  hand  adore. 

3  If  bliss  thy  Providence  impart. 

For  which,  resign'd,  I  pray. 
Give  me  to  feel  a  cheerful  heart. 
And  grateful  homage  pay. 

4  Affliction  should  thy  love  intend. 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure. 
Patient  to  gain  that  gracious  end. 
May  I  the  means  endure. 

5  Be  this  and  every  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past; 
And  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 
May  grace  sustain  at  last. 

HYMN  167.  III.  1. 

3Iorning. 

NOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day ; 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light. 
Banish  doubt  and  clear  our  sight ; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 
May  w^e  labour,  watch  and  pray. 

3  Keej)  our  haughty  passions  bound  ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

23«      ' 


HYMN  168. 


4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O  receive  us  then  at  last ; 
Night  and  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

HYMN  168.  L.  M. 

Evening  Hymn. 

r^LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
^^  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light: 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me.  King  of  kings. 
Under  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 
3  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  Thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 
Triumphing  rise  at  the  last  day. 

4  O  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose. 

And  with  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close: 
Sleep,  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God,  w^hen  I  awake. 

5  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply  : 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest. 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  O,    when  shall  I,  in  endless  day, 
For  ever  chase  dark  sleep  away. 
And  hymns  divine  with  angels  sing, 
Glory  to  thee,  eternal  King. 

7  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  angelic  host ; 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

239  """  


HYMNS  169, 170. 


HYMN  169.  L.  M. 

Evening. 

/^REAT  God,    to  thee  my  evening  song- 
^^  With  humble  gratitude  I  raise  : 

0  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  till  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  onward  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart, 

Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful,  can  from  thee  depart. 
And  from  the  path  of  duty  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Christ,  my  Lord  ;  his  Name  alone 

1  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God, 

And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

5  With  hope  in  him  mine  eyelids  close. 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame  ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  Name. 

HYMN  170.  C.  M. 

Evening. 
lyrOW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 
-^^    Let  flames  of  love  arise  ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 
3  Minutes  and  mercies  multipHed 
Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift,  more  free  tlian  they. 
3  New  time,  new  favours,  and  new  joys, 
Do  a  new  song  require  ; 
Till  we  shall  praise  Thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 
~  240  ~ 


HYMNS  in,  172,  ITS. 


HYJMN  171.  S.  M. 

Evening. 

T^HE  day  is  past  and  gone  ; 
-"-    The  evening-  shades  appear: 
O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  shall  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possest. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 

Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

HYMN  172.  III.  1 

Psalm  cxli.  2. 

COFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labour  free. 
Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee: 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pervading  eye 

Naught  escapes,  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity. 

Open  fault,  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  day 
Shall  for  ever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free. 
Take  me.  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee  : 

4  Thou  Avho,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 

All  of  man's  infirmity  ; 
Then,  from  thine  eternal  throne, 
Jesus,  look  with  pitying  eye. 

HYMN  173.  IV.  2. 

Evening. 

TNSPIRER  and  hearer  of  prayer, 
-*■  Thou  shepherd  and  guardian  of  thine, 
241  -16- T— 


HYMN  174. 


My  all  to  thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping-  or  waking,  resign. 

2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun. 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 
And,  fast  as  my  minutes  roll  on. 
They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

3  A  sovereign  protector  I  have. 

Unseen,  yet  for  ever  at  hand  ; 
Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 
Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 

4  His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound, 

His  grace,  as  the  dew,  shall  descend  ; 
And  walls  of  salvation  surround 
The  soul  he  delisrhts  to  defend. 


X.     THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 
HYMN  174.  C.  M. 

Renouncing  the  World. 
T  ET  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue, 
-^  It  has  no  charms  for  me  ; 
Once  I  admired  its  follies  too. 
But  grace  has  set  me  free. 

2  Those  follies  now  no  longer  please, 

No  more  delight  afford ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
Now  I  have  known  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light   of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  conceal'd. 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice, 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  Name,  and  love,  and  gracious  voice 
Shall  fix  my  roving  heart. 
243 


HYMNS  175,  176. 


Now,  Lord,  I  would  be  thine  alone, 

And  wholly  live  to  thee  ; 
Yet  worthless  still   myself  I  own, 

Thy  worth  is  all  my  plea. 

HYMN  175.  L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ, 

TESUS,  and   shall  it  ever  be, 

^    A  mortal  man  ashamed,  of  thee  : 

Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 

Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ? 

Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 

Let  night  disown  each  radiant  star; 

'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 

Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

Ashamed  of  Jesus !  O,  as  soon 

Let  morning  blush  to  own  the  sun  ; 

He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 

O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend 

On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  : 

No  ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 

That  I  no  more  revere  his  Name. 

Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  empty  pride  ; 

I'll  boast  a  Saviour  crucified  ; 

And,  O,  may  this  my  portion  be, 

My  Saviour  not  ashamed  of  me. 

HYMN  ITG.  S.  M. 

Prayer  for  Christian  Graces. 

TESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
^    On  thee  I  cast  my  care. 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hear'st  my  prayer : 

Give  me  on  thee  to  wait. 

Till  I  can  all  things  do ; 
On  thee.  Almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 

213 


HYMN  176. 


3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing-  will, 
That  tramples  down  and  casts  behind 
The  baits  of  pleasing  ill : 
A  soul  inured  to  pain. 
To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss ; 
Ready  to  take  up  and  sustain 
The  consecrated  cross. 

3  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick,  discerning  eye. 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 

A  spirit  still  prepared. 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  I  want  a  heart  to  pray. 

To  pray  and  never  cease, 
Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 

Or  wish  my  sufTerings  less ; 

This  blessing,  above  all. 

Always  to  pray  I  want, 
Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call. 

And  never,  never  faint. 

5  I  want  a  triie  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  Name ; 

A  jealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

6  I  rest  upon  thy  word. 

The  promise  is  for  me  ; 
My  succour  and  salvation.  Lord, 
Shall  surely  come  from  thee  : 

-  244  ~" 


;  HYMNS  177,  178. 


But  let  me  still  abide, 
Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
Into  thy  perfect  love. 

HYMN  177.  III.  3. 

Prayer  for  Guidance. 
|7J.UIDE  me,  O  thou  g-reat  Jehovah, 
^^  Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand. 
2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountains 
Whence  the  living  waters  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar. 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through. 
8  Feed  me  with  the  heavenly  manna 
In  this  barren  wilderness  ; 
Be  my  sword,  and  shield,  and  banner ; 
Be  the  Lord  my  righteousness. 
4  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side. 

HYMN  178.  L.  M. 

Following  the  Exajnple  of  Christ. 
TI^HENE'ER  the  angry  passions  rise. 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes. 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

2  O  how  benevolent  and  kind. 

How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive  : 
Be  this  the  temper  of  oui  mind. 

And  these  the  rules  b}  whxch  we  live. 

3  To  do  his  heavenly  Father's  will 

Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 

245" 


HYMNS  179,  180. 


Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

4  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 

The  labours  of  his  life  were  love ; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 
By  his  example  let  us  move. 

5  But,  ah,  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are. 

How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aside  ; 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care  ; 
We  ask  thy  Spirit  for  our  guide. 

6  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace. 

To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ; 
Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
O  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 

HYMN  179.  S.  M. 

Duties. 

\    CHARGE  to  keep  L  have, 
-^^  A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save. 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky  : 

2  From  youth  to  hoary  age. 

My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 
I  To  do  my  Master's  will. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care. 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live. 
And  O  !  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 
A  strict  account  to  give  : 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray. 

And  on  thyself  rely  ; 
Assured  if  I  my  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

HYMN  180.  CM. 

Forgetting  those  things  trliich  are  behind,    ^-c.  Phil.  iii.  13,  14 

A  WAKE,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 
-^^  And  press  with  vigour  on  ; 

^246  " 


HYMN  181. 


A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye. 

4  Then  wake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigour  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

HYMN  181.  C.  M. 

Doubting. 
'I'^HE  Lord  will  happiness  divine 
-^    On  contrite  hearts  bestow ; 
Then  tell  me,  gracious  God,  is  mine 
A  contrite  heart,  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  but  seem  to  hear  in  vain, 

Insensible  as  steel; 
If  aught  is  felt,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

3  My  best  desires  are  faint  and  few, 

I  fain  would  strive  for  more ; 
But  when  I  cry,  "  My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

4  I  see  thy  saints  with  comfort  fill'd. 

When  in  thy  house  of  prayer  ; 
But  still  in  bondage  I  am  held. 
And  find  no  comfort  there. 

5  O  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache  ; 

Decide  this  doubt  for  me; 
And  if  it  be  not  broken,  break  ; 

And  heal  it,  if  it  be.  1 

247 


HYMNS  182, 183. 


HYMN  182.  CM. 

Desires  after  renewed  Holiness. 
f^  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
^-^  A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd  ; 

How  sweet  their  memory  still : 
But  now  I  feel  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn. 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne. 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  183.  in.  1. 

Trials. 
"T^IS  my  happiness  below, 

■*-    Not  to  live  Avithout  the  cross  ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 
2  Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all; 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 


HYMN  184. 


3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here, 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not  with  reason  fear 
1  should  be  a  cast-away  ? 

4  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet ; 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer; 
Bring  me  to  my  Saviour's  feet, 
Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

HYMN  184.  C.  M. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

T^Hlh'E  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd : 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestow'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd. 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  : 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days. 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favour'd  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resign'd,vvhen  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear. 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear, 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 
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HYMNS  185, 186. 


HYMN   185. 

Walking  with  God. 

QINCE  I've  known  a  Saviour's  Name, 
^  And  sin's  strong-  fetters  broke, 
Careful  without  care  I  am. 

Nor  feel  my  easy  yoke  : 
Joyful  now  my  faith  to  show, 

I  find  his  service  my  reward, 
All  the  work  I  do  below 

Is  light,  for  such  a  Lord. 

2  To  the  desert  or  the  cell. 

Let  others  blindly  fly, 
In  this  evil  world  I  dwell. 

Nor  fear  its  enmity  ; 
Here  I  find  a  house  of  prayer, 

To  which  I  inwardly  retire  ; 
Walking  unconcern' d  in  care. 

And  unconsumed  in  fire. 

3  O  that  all  the  world  might  know 

Of  living,  Lord,  to  thee. 
Find  their  heaven  begun  below. 

And  here  thy  goodness  see  ; 
Walk  in  all  the  works  prepared 

By  thee  to  exercise  their  grace, 
Till  they  gain  their  full  reward. 

And  see  thee  face  to  face. 

HYMN  186.  L.  M. 

Heaven  seen  by  Faith. 
\  S,  when  the  weary  traveller  gams 
■^^  The  height  of  some  commanding  hill. 
His  heart  revives,  if  o'er  the  plains 

He  sees  his  home,  though  distant  still ; 
2  So,  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views 
By  faith  his  mansion  in  the  skies. 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews. 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize, 

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HYMN  187. 


3  The  hope  of  heaven  his  spirit  cheers; 
I  No  more  he  grieves  for  sorrows  past 

I         Nor  any  future  conflict  fears, 

So  he  may  safe  arrive  at  last. 

I     4  O  Lord,  on  thee  our  hopes  we  stay, 
To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode  ; 
Assured  thy  love  will  far  o'erpay 
The  hardest  labours  of  the  road. 


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HYMN  187.  lY.  4. 

I  would  not  live  ahvay.    Job  vii.  16. 

WOULD  not  live  alway :  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the 
way ; 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here. 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  its 
cheer. 

21  would  not  live  alway,  thus  fetter'd  by  sin. 
Temptation  without,  and  corruption  within  : 
E'en  the  rapture  of  pardon  is  mingled  with  fears, 
And  the  cup  of  thanksgiving  with  penitent  tears. 

3  I  w^ould  not  live  ahvay  ;  no,  welcome  the  tomb. 
Since  Jesus  hath  laid  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom  ; 
There,  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

4  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God ; 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode. 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  : 

5  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet. 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren,  transported  to  greet: 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul.  ! 


HYMNS  188,  189. 


XL    DEATH. 
HYMN  188.  C.  M. 

Job  xiv.  1,  2,  5,  6. 

TDEW  are  thy  days,  and  full  of  woe, 
■*-     O  man,  of  woman  born  : 
Thy  doom  is  written,  "  Dust  thou  art, 
To  dust  thou  shalt  return." 

2  Behold  the  emblem  of  thy  state 

In  flowers  that  bloom  and  die; 
Or  in  the  shadow's  fleeting  form 
That  mocks  the  gazer's  eye. 

3  Determined  are  the  days  that  fly 

Successive  o'er  thy  head  ; 
The  number'd  hour  is  on  the  wing, 
That  lays  thee  with  the  dead. 

4  Great  God,  afllict  not  in  thy  wrath, 

The  short  allotted  span. 
That  bounds  the  few  and  weary  days 
Of  pilgrimage  to  man. 

HYMN  189.  C.  M. 

TTARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  mournful  sound ; 
-*— ^  Mine  ears  attend  the  cry ; 
Ye  living   men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  Princes,   this   clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours. 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb. 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace 

To  raise  our  souls  to  thee, 
That  we  may  view  thy  glorious  face 
To  all  eternity. 

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HYMNS  190,  191. 


HYMN  190.  S.  M. 

Job  xiv.  11—14. 

'T^HE  mighty  flood  that  rolls 
-^    Its  torrents  to  the  main, 
Can  ne'er  recall  its  waters  lost 

From  that  abyss  again  : 
2  So  days,  and  years,  and  time. 

Descending  down  to  night, 
Can  thenceforth  never  more  return 

Back  to  the  sphere  of  light: 
8  And  man,  when  in  the  grave, 

Can  never  quit  its  glccm. 
Until  th'  eternal  morn  shall  wake 

The  slumber  of  the  tomb. 

4  O  may  I  find,  in  death, 

A  hiding-place  with  God, 
Secure  from  woe  and  sin  ;  till  call'd 
To  share  his  bless'd  abode. 

5  Cheer'd  by  this  hope,  I  wait. 

Through  toil,  and  care,  and  grief, 
Till  my  appointed  course  is  run, 
And  death  shall  bring  relief. 

HYMN  191. 
TTITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
^     Q,uit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ; 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O,  the   pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 
2  Hark,  they  whisper,  angels  say, 
Sister  spirit,  come  awa}^ ! 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite ; 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight. 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

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HYMNS  192,  193. 


The  world  recedes,  it  disappears: 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  ;  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring  : 
Lend,  lend  your  wings  ;  I  mount,  I  fly 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  .victory, 

O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 


XIT.     JUDGMENT. 
HYMN  192.  C.  M. 

"TTTHEN,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
^^     O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker,  face  to  face  ; 
O,  how  shall  I  appear. 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found. 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought ; 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O,  how  shall  I  appear. 

4  But  thou  hast  told  the  troubled  mind. 

Who  does  her  sins  lament, 
That  faith  in  Christ's  atoning  blood 
Shall  endless  woe  prevent. 

5  Then  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  procure, 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  has  died 
To  make  that  pardon  sure. 

HYMN  193.  S.  M. 

A  ND  will  the  Judge  descend? 
-^^  And  must  the  dead  arise  ? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 


HYMN  194. 


2  And  from  his  righteous  lips 

Shall  this  dread  sentence  sound  ; 
And  through  the  numerous  guilty  throng 
Spread  black  despair  around? 

3  Depart  from  me,  accursed, 

To  everlasting  flame, 
For  rebel  angels  first  prepared, 
Where  mercy  never  came. 

4  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day, 
When  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face 
Astonish'd  shrink  away  ? 

5  But,  ere  the  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead. 
Hark !  from  the  Gospel's  cheering  sound, 
What  joyful  tidings  spread. 

6  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace. 

Whose  wrath  ye  cannot  bear; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

7  So  shall  that  curse  remove, 

By  which  the  Saviour  bled  ; 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 

His  blessings  on  your  head. 

HYMN  194.  IL  7. 

f^  REAT  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear ; 
^-^  The  end  of  things  created  : 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated. 
The  trumpet  sounds,  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  which  they  contain'd  before  ; 

Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  him. 
2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding, 

Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding  : 
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HYMN  195. 


No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 
But  sinners,  fiil'd  with  guilty  fears, 

Behold  his  wrath  prevailing  ; 
For  they  shall  rise,  and  find  their  tears 

And  sighs  are  unavailing : 
The  day  of  grace  is  past  and  gone  ; 
Trembling  they  stand  before  the  throne. 

All  unprepared  to  meet  him. 
Great  God,  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ; 

The  end  of  things  created: 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear. 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated. 
Beneath  his  cross  I  view  the  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 

And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

HYMN  195.  III.  1. 

St.  Luke  xiii.  24—27. 

QEEK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  gate, 

^   Enter  ere  it  be  too  late  ; 

Many  ask  to  enter  there, 

When  too  late  to  offer  prayer. 
I  God  from  mercy's  seat  shall  rise, 

And  for  ever  bar  the  skies  : 

Then,  though  sinners  cry  without, 

He  will  say,  '*  1  know  you  not." 
5  Mournfully  will  they  exclaim  ; 

"Lord,  we  have  profess'd  thy  Name; 

We  have  ate  with  thee,  and  heard 

Heavenly  teaching  in  thy  word." 
I  Vain,   alas,  will  be  their  plea. 

Workers  of  iniquity  ; 

Sad  their  everlasting  lot; 

Christ  will  say,  "  I  know  you  not.'* 

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HYMNS  196,  197. 


XIII.     ETERNITY. 
HYMN  196.  S.  M. 

Q     WHERE  shall  rest  be  found, 
^-^5    Rest  for  the  v/eary  soul : 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean's  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  : 
'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  : 
0,    what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death. 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun. 
Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face. 
For  evermore  undone. 

HYMN  197.  C.  M. 

2  Cor.  iv.  18. 

TTOW  long  shall  earth's  alluring  toys 
-^-^  Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes. 
Regardless  of  immortal  joys, 
And  strangers  to  the  skies. 

2  These  transient  scenes  will  soon  decay, 

They  fade  upon  the  sight ; 
And  quickly  will  their  brightest  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  Their  brightest  day,  alas,  how  vain, 

With  conscious  sighs  we  own  ; 

257  17  Z2     " 


HYMN  198.  I 

While  clouds  of  sorrow,  care,  and  pain, 
O'ershade  the  smiling  noon. 

4  O, could  our  thoughts  and  wistics  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! 

5  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray. 
In  ever  blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

6  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine. 

To  guide  our  upward  aim; 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

7  Then  shall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  Avishes  rise. 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  198.  C.  M. 

/^OME,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart, 
^-^   Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue  ; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
Their  influence  to  our  song. 
3  Sorrow,  and  pain,  and  every  care. 
And  discord  there  shall  cease  ; 
And  perfect  joy,  and  love  sincere, 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

3  The  soul  from  sin  for  ever  free. 

Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more ; 
But,  clothed  in  spotless  purity. 
Redeeming  love  adore. 

4  There,  on  a  throne  (how  dazzling  bright !) 

Th'  exalted  Saviour  shines  ; 
And  beams  ineffable  delight 
On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 

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HYMN  199. 


5  There  shall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs  ; 
And  endless  honours  to  his  Name 
Employ  theb'  tuneful  tongues. 

6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  the  angelic  choir. 

HYMN  199.  C.  M. 

'pHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
-^    Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Eternal  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

3  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never-fading  flowers  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Bright  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood. 

Stand  dress' d  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  fair  Canaan  stood. 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start,  and  shrink 

To  cross  the  narrow  sea  : 
And  linger,  trembling  on  the  brink. 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  faith's  illumined  eyes ; 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  streams,  nor  death's  cold  flood. 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

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HYMNS  200,  201. 


HYMN  200.  C.  M. 

SHOULD  nature's  charms,  to  please  the  eye, 
^  In  sweet  assemblage  join, 
All  nature's  charms  would  droop  and  die, 
Jesus,  compared  with  thine. 

2  Vain  were  her  fairest  beams  display'd. 

And  vain  her  blooming  store  ; 
Her  brightness  languishes  to  shade, 
Her  beauty  is  no  more. 

3  But,  ah,   how  far  from  mortal  sight 

The'Lord  of  glory  dwells  : 
A  veil  of  interposing  night 
His  radiant  face  conceals. 

4  Oh,  could  my  longing  spirit  rise 

On  strong  immortal  wing. 
And  reach  thy  palace  in  the  skies. 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

5  There  thousands  worship  at  thy  feet, 

And  there,    divine  employ. 
The  triumphs  of  thy  love  repeat 
In  songs  of  endless  joy. 

6  Thy  presence  beams  eternal  day 

O'er  all  the  blissful  place  ; 
Who  would  not  drop  this  load  of  clay, 
And  die  to  see  thy  face  ? 

HYMN  201.  III.  1. 

Rev.  vii.  9,  &c. 

"TTTHO  are  these  in  bright  array? 

*  '  This  innumerable  throng. 
Round  the  altar,  night  and  day 
Tuning  their  triumphantsong  ? 
Worthy    is    the  Lamb  once  slain, 
Blessing,  honour,  glory,  power. 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain; 
New  dominion  every  hour. 

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HYMN  £02. 


2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod ; 

These  from  great  affliction  came  ; 
Now  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Seal'd  with  his  eternal  Name  : 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor  palms  in  every  hand. 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  : 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  their  fears  ; 
And,  for  ever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  v/ipe  away  their  tears. 


XIV.     MISCELLANEOUS. 
HYMN  202.  C.  M. 

Gen.  xxviii.  20,  21. 

r^  OD  of  our  fathers,  by  whose  hand 
^-^  Thy  people  still  are  blest. 
Be  with  us  through  our  pilgrimage  ; 
Conduct  us  to  our  rest. 

2  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

3  O  spread  thy  sheltering  wings  around. 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And,  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

4  Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 

Our  humble  prayers  implore  ; 
And  thou,  the  Lord,  shalt  be  our  God, 
And  portion  evermore. 


HYMNS  203,  204. 


HYMN  203.  111.3. 

1  Chron.  xxix.  10—13. 

"OLESS'D  be  thou,  the  God  of  Israel, 
-^  Thou,  our  Father,  and  our  Lord  ; 
Bless'd  thy  majesty  for  ever, 
Ever  be  thy  Name  adored. 

2  Thine,  O  Lord,  are  power  and  greatness, 

Glory,  victory,  are  thine  own  ; 

All  is  thine  in  earth  and  heaven. 

Over  all  thy  boundless  throne. 

3  Riches  come  of  thee,  and  honour; 

Power  and  might  to  thee  belong ; 
Thine  it  is  to  make  us  prosper, 
Only  thine  to  make  us  strong. 

4  Lord  our  God,  for  these,  thy  bounties, 

Hymns  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 
To  thy  Name,  for  ever  glorious, 
Ever  we  address  our  praise. 

HYMN  204.  C.  M. 

Prov.  iii.  13—17. 

HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 

'^   Religion's  warning  voice, 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 

His  early,  only  choice. 
For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold ; 
More  precious  are  her  bright  rewards 

Than  gems,  or  stores  of  gold. 
Her  right  hand  offers  to  the  ju?t 

Immortal,  happy  days  ; 
Her  left,  imperishable  wealth. 

And  heavenly  crowns  displays. 
And,  as  her  holy  labours  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  v/ays  of  pleasantness, 

And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

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HYMNS  205,  £06. 


HYMN  205.  L.  M. 

Isaiah  xl.  6 — 8. 

'T^HE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
-*-    And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold ; 
As  careless  of  the  noonday  heats, 

And  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 
Nipp'd  by  the  wind's  unkindly  blast, 

Parch'd  by  the  sun's  more  fervent  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste. 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 
So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows ; 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colours  shine. 

And  sweeter  than  the  opening  rose. 
But,  worn  by  sloAvly  rolling  years. 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day. 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 
Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb. 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine  ; 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom. 

Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 
Let  sickness  blast,  and  death  devour. 

If  heaven  shall  recompense  our  pains  ; 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower. 

If  firm  the  Word  of  God  remains. 

HYMN  206.  C.  M. 

Isa.  xl.  27—31. 

TXTHY  mournest  thou,  my  anxious  soul, 

Despairing  of  relief, 
As  if  the  Lord  o'erlook'd  thy  cares, 

Or  pitied  not  thy  grief? 
Hast  thou  not  known,  hast  thou  not  heard 

That  firm  remains  on  high, 
The  everlasting  throne  of  Him 
Who  made  the  earth  and  sky  ? 
o^2  ■ 


HYMN  20r. 


3  Art  thou  afraid  his  power  will  fail 

In  sorrow's  evil  day  ? 
Can  the  Creator's  mighty  arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  '( 

4  Supreme  in  wisdom  as  in  power 

The  Rock  of  Ages  stands  ; 
Thou  canst  not  search  his  mind,  nor  trace 
The  working  of  his  hands. 

5  He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 

Supports  the  fainting  heart ; 
And  courage  in  the  evil  hour 
His  heavenly  aids  impart. 

6  Mere  human  energy  shall  faint, 

And  youthful  vigour  cease  ; 
But  those  who  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
In  strength  shall  still  increase. 

7  They,  with  unwearied  step,  shall  tread 

The  path  of  life  divine  ; 
With  growing  ardour  onward  move. 
With  growing  brightness  shine. 

8  On  eagles'  wings  they  mount,  they  soar 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Till,  past  the  sphere  of  earth  and  sin, 
They  rise  to  heaven  above. 

HYMN  207.  C.  M. 

Isa.  Ivii.  15. 

'T^HUS  speaks  the  High  and  Lofty  One ; 
-*-    My  throne  is  fix'd  on  high  ; 
There,  through  eternity,  I  hear 
The  praises  of  the  sky  : 

2  Yet,  looking  down,  I  visit  oft 

The  humble,  hallow'd  cell; 
And,  with  the  penitent  who  mourn, 
'Tis  my  delight  to  dwell. 

3  My  presence  heals  the  wounded  heart, 

The  sad  in  spirit  cheers; 

_ 


HYMNS  208,  209. 


My  presence,  from  the  bed  of  dust, 

The  contrite  sinner  rears. 
4  1  dwell  with  all  my  humble  saints 

While  they  on  earth  remain ; 
And  they,  exahed,  dwell  with  me, 

With  me  for  ever  reign. 

HYMN  208.  II.  1. 

Ilab.  iii.  17—19. 

A  LTHOUGH  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
■^^  The  budding  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

No  oil  the  olive  yield  ; 
Yet  will  I  trust  me  in  my  God, 
Yea,  bend  rejoicing  to  his  rod. 

And  by  his  grace  be  heal'd. 

2  Though  fields,  in  verdure  once  array'd. 
By  whirlwinds  desolate  be  laid. 

Or  parch'd  by  scorching  beam  ; 
Still  in  the  Lord  shall  be  my  trust. 
My  joy  ;  for,  though  his  fiwn  is  just, 

His  mercy  is  supreme. 

3  Though  from  the  fold  the  flock  decay. 
Though  herds  lie  famish'd  o'er  the  lea. 

And  round  the  empty  stall ; 
My  soul  above  the  wreck  shall  rise, 
Its  better  joys  are  in  the  skies  ; 

There  God  is  all  in  all. 

4  In  God  my  strength,  howe'er  distrest, 
I  yet  will  hope,  and  calmly  rest, 

Nay,  triumph  in  his  love  : 
My  hngering  soul,  my  tardy  feet. 
Free  as  the  hind  he  makes,  and  fleet. 

To  speed  my  course  above. 

HYMN.  209.  CM. 

St.  John  xiv.  6, 

^HOU  art  the  Way,  to  thee  alone 
-^    From  sin  and  death  we  flee  ; 

265~  M  '^ 


HYMNS  210,211. 


And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth,  thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life,  the  rending-  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm, 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  ; 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

HYMN  210.  S.  M. 

Phil.  ii.  12,  13. 

HEIRS  of  unending  life, 
While  yet  we  sojourn  here, 
O  let  us  our  salvation  work 
With  trembling  and  with  fear. 

2  God  will  support  our  hearts 

With  might  before  unknown  ; 
The  work  to  be  perform'd  is  ours, 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

3  'Tis  he  that  works  to  will, 

'Tis  he  that  works  to  do  ; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too  ! 

HYMN  211.  m.  1. 

Eph.  V.  14—17. 

QINNER,    rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep, 
^  Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Raise  thy  spirit  dark  and  dead, 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 


HYMN  Qlt 


2  Wake  from  sleep,  arise  from  death, 
See  the  bright  and  living  path  : 
Watchful  tread  that  path;  be  wise, 
Leave  thy  folly,  seek  the  skies. 

3  Leave  thy  folly,  cease  from  crime, 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time  ; 
Life  secure  Avithout  delay. 

Evil  is  the  mortal  day. 

4  Be  not  blind  and  foolish  still, 
Call'd  of  Jesus,  learn  his  will : 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night, 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 

HYMN  212.  C.  M. 

Heb.  xii.  1,  2. 

T  O,    what  a  cloud  of  witnesses 
-^  Encompass  us  around  ; 
Men  once  like  us  with  suffering  tried, 
But  now  with  glory  crown' d. 

2  Let  us,  with  zeal  like  theirs  inspired. 

Strive  in  the  Christian  race  ; 
And,  freed  from  every  weight  of  sin. 
Their  holy  footsteps  trace. 

3  Behold  a  witness  nobler  still. 

Who  trod  affliction's  path, 
Jesus,  the  author,  finisher, 
Rewarder  of  our  faith  : 

4  He,  for  the  joy  before  him  set, 

And  moved  by  pitying  love, 
Endured  the  cross,  despised  the  shame, 
And  now  he  reigns  above. 

5  Thither,  forgetting  things  behind, 

Press  we,  to  God's  right  hand; 
There,  with  the  Saviour  and  his  saints, 
Triumphantly  to  stand. 

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GLORIA  PATRI. 

N.  B.  The  metre  marks,  affixed  to  the  Psalms  and  Hymns, 
refer  to  a  division  of  the  Metres,  founded  on  the  nature  of  the 
verse,  into  four  Classes,  marked — I.,  IL,  III.,  IV. 

Class  I.  includes  Common,  Long,  and  Short  metres,  marked — 

CM.,  L.M.,  S.M. 
Class  11.  includes  the  other  lambick  metres,  eight  in  number, 

marked— II.  1.,  II.  2.,  II.  3.,  II.  4.,  &c.,  which  may  be 

named     Two,  one;   Two,  two;   Tivo,ihree,   &lc. 
Class  III.  includes  the  Trochaic    metres,  being  five  in  number, 

marked — III.  1.,  III.  2.,  III.  3.,   &c.,  which  may  be 

named     Three,  one;   Three,  two     &c. 
Class  IV.  includes  the  metres  consisting  chiefly  of  triplets, 

being  five  in  number,  marked    IV.  1.,  IV.  2.,  IV.  3., 

&c.,  and  may  be  named    Foiir,  one;  Four,  two;  &c. 


CLASS  I. 
CM. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore. 
Be  glory,  as  it  Avas,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

L.  M. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 

Be  glory,  as  it  was  of  old. 

Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

S.M. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  glory  be, 
As  'twas,  and  is,  and  shall  be  so 

To  all  eternity. 

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CLASS  IL 

IL  L 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven's  triumphant  host, 

And  saints  on  earth  adore ; 
Be  glory  as  in  ages  past, 
As  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last 

When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

IL2. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven's  triumphant  host, 

And  suffering  saints  on  earth  adore  ; 
Be  glory,  as  in  ages  past. 
As  now  it  is,  and  so  shall  last 

When  time  itself  shall  be  no  more. 

1L3. 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  glory  in  the  highest  given. 
By  all  in  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
As  was  through  ages  heretofore. 
Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

IL4. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son, 

And  Spirit,  ever  bless'd. 
Eternal  Three  in  One, 
All  worship  be  address'd, 
As  heretofore 
It  was,  is  now. 
And  shall  be  so 
For  evermore. 

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II.  5. 

To  God  the  Father,  and  to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  praise  from  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
As  was,  and  is,  and  ever  shall  be  given. 

II.  6. 

Eternal  praise  be  given, 

And  songs  of  highest  worth. 
By  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

And  all  the  saints  on  earth, 
To  God, supreme  confess'd, 

To  Christ,  his  only  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  bless'd. 

Eternal  Three  in  One. 

II.  7. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  bless'd, 
Supreme  o'er  earth  and  heaven, 

Eternal  Three  in  One  confess'd. 
Be  highest  glory  given. 

As  was  through  ages  heretofore, 

Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore, 
By  all  in  earth  and  heaven. 

II.  8. 

By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Be  everlasting  glory  given, 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit ;  equal  Three 
In  undivided  Unity, 

Ere  time  had  yet  its  course  begun: 
As  was,  and  is,  be  highest  praise. 
As  still  shall  be  through  endless  days. 

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CLASS  IIL 
IIL  L 

Holy  Father,  Holy  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  in  One  ! 
Glory,  as  of  old,  to  thee. 
Now,  and  evermore  shall  be  ! 

IIL  2. 

Praise  the  Name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him  all  below  the  sky, 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost; 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermare  his  praise  shall  last. 

III.  3. 

Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven, 
Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise, 

As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 

III.  4. 

To  the  Father,  throned  in  heaven, 
To  the  Saviour,  Christ,  his  Son, 

To  the  Spirit,  praise  be  given, 
Everlasting  Three  in  One  : 

As  of  old,  the  Trinity 

Still  is  worshipped,  still  shall  be. 

IIL  5. 

Great  Jehovah !  we  adore  thee, 
God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 

God  the  Spirit,  join'd  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne  : 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  Three  in  One. 


GLORIA  PATRI. 


CLASS  IV. 

IV.  1. 

By  angels  in  heaven 

Of  every  degree, 
And  saints  upon  earth, 

All  praise  be  address'd; 
To  God  in  Three  Persons, 

One  God  ever  bless'd. 
As  it  has  been,  now  is. 

And  ever  shall  be. 

IV.  3. 

All  praise  to  the  Father,  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  thrice  holy  and  bless'd, 

Th'  eternal,  supreme  Three  in  One, 
Was,  is,  and  shall  still  be  address'd. 

IV.  3. 

All  praise  to  the  Father,  all  praise  to  the  Son, 
All  praise  to  the  Spirit,  thrice  bless'd. 

The  holy,  eternal,  supreme  Three  in  One, 
Was,  is,  and  shall  still  be  address'd. 

IV.  4. 

O  Father,  Almighty,  to  thee  be  address'd. 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever  bless'd. 
All  glory  and  worship  from  earth  and  from  heaven. 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given. 

IV.  5. 

All  glory  and  praise  to  the  Father  be  given. 
The  Son,   and  the   Spirit,  from  earth  and  from 

heaven ; 
As  was,  and  is  now,  be  supreme  adoration. 
As  ever  shall  be,  to  the  God  of  salvation. 
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For  Hymns  145  and  185. 
To  the  Father,  to  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  ever  bless'd, 
Everlasting  Three  in  One, 

All  worship  be  address'd  : 
Praise  from  all  above,  below, 

As  throughout  the  ages  past, 
Now  is  given,  and  shall  be  so 

While  endless  ages  last. 

When  used  to  Hymn  185,  in  line  G,  read, 
As  was  throughout  the  ages  past. 

Come,  let  us  adore  Him  ;  come,  bow  at  his  feet ; 
O  give  Him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise. 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

^  Whenever  the  Hymns  are  used  at  the  celebration  of  Divine 
Service,  a  certain  portion  or  portions  of  the  Psalms  of  David 
in  metre  shall  also  be  sung. 


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A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES, 

SHOWING  WHEKE  TO  FIND  EACH  PSALM,  AND  PAKT  OF  A  PSALI 
BY  THE  BEGINNING. 


According  to  thy  promised  grace 

Adored  for  ever  be  the  Lord      -        _        - 

Approach,  ye  children  of  the  Lord 

As  pants  the  liart  for  cooling  streams 

As  pants  the  wearied  hart  for  cooling  sprin; 

Attend,  my  people  ;  Israel,  hear    - 

Be  gracious  to  thy  servant.  Lord 

Bless'd  is  the  man  whom  thou,  O  Lord 

Bless  God,  my  soul ;  thou.  Lord,  alone     - 

Bless  God,  ye  servants,  that  attend 

But  who  thine  anger's  dread  efl'ects 

Consider  my  affliction.  Lord    -      -        - 

Consider  that  the  righteous  man 

Deceitful  thoughts  and  practices   - 

Defend  me.  Lord,  from  shame   -        -        _ 

For  ever,  and  for  ever.  Lord 

For  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise 

From  lowest  depths  of  woe    -        -        _ 

Give  ear,  thou  Judge  of  all  the  earth 

God  is  our  refuge  in  distress 

God,  my  King,  thy  might  confessinir 

God  of  my  life,  O  Lord  most  high  -" 

God  shall  arise,  and  Sion  view 

God  shall  charge  his  angel  legions 

God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul 

God's  temple  crowns  the  holy  mount    - 

Had  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say 

Happy  the  man  whose  tender  care 

Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me  -        _        _ 

Hear,  O  my  people,  to  my  law 

He's  blest,  whose  sins  have  pardon  gain'd 

He  that  has  God  his  gnardian  made 

How  blest  are  they  who  always  keep    - 

How  blest  is  ha  who  ne'er  consents  - 

How  good  and  pleasant  must  it  be 

How  long  wilt  thou  forget  me,  Lord  - 

How  manifold  thy  works,  O  Lord 

Hov/  shall  the  young  preserve  their  ways 

How  various.  Lord,  thy  works  are  found 

How  vast  must  their  advantage  be     - 

I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 

In  mercy,  not  in  wrath        -        _        _        _ 

In  my  distress  to  God  I  cried 

Instruct  me  in  t!iy  statutes,  Lord 

In  thee  I  put  my  steadfast  trust 

I  waited  meekly  for  the  Lord      -        -        . 

Jehovah  reigns,  let  all  tiir;  eartli     - 

Jehovah  reigns,  let  therefore  all 

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Judge  me,  O  Lord,  for  I  the  paths 

xxvi. 

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Let  all  the  just  to  God,  with  joy 

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Lord,  hear  my  prayer,  and  to  my  cry  - 

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Lord,  in  thy  sight,  O  let  my  prayer  - 

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Lord,  not  to  us,  we  claim  no  share 

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Lord,  though  at  times  surprised  by  fear 

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Lord,  to  my  brethren  I'll  declare      - 

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My  God,  my  God,  why  leavest  thou  me  - 

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My  grateful  soul  shall  bless  the  Lord  - 

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My  offerings  to  God's  house  I'll  bring 

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My  soul,  for  help  on  God  rely       _        -        - 

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My  soul,  howe'er  distress'd  and  poor 

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My  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love 

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75 

My  soul,  oppress'd  with  deadly  care 

-    cxix. 

97 

4 

92 

My  soul  with  grateful  thoughts  of  love 

cxvi. 

94 

86 

My  soiil  with  long  expectance  faints 

-    cxix. 

97 

11 

97 

No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock     - 

xviii. 

14 

1 

12 

O  all  ye  people,  clap  your  hands 

-   xlvii. 

41 

37 

O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul     -        -        -        - 

ciii. 

82 

76 

O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing    - 

-     xcv. 

74 

68 

O  God,  my  gracious  God,  to  thee 

Ixiii. 

49 

44 

O  God,  my  lieart  is  fix'd,  'tis  bent    - 

-      Ivii. 

47 

43 

O  God,  my  heart  is  fully  bent       -        -        - 

cviii. 

88 

82 

O  God  of  hosts,  the  mighty  Lord 

Ixxxiv. 

f.3 

56 

O  God  our  Saviour,  all  our  hearts 

Ixxxv. 

64 

57 

O  Lord,  my  God,  my  portion  thou    - 

-    cxix. 

97 

8 

95 

O  Lord,  the  Saviour  and  defence 

xc. 

f)9 

62 

O  Lord,  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope    - 

xxxvi. 

.•?o 

28 

O  praise  the  Lord,  and  thou,  my  soul  - 

cxlvi. 

119 

121 

O  praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  good 

-  cxviii. 

96 

88 

O  praise  the  Lord  in  that  blest  place    - 

cl. 

121 

127 

O  praise  the  Lord  with  hymns  of  joy 

-  cxlvi\ 

121 

123 

O  praise  the  Lord  with  one  consent     - 

cxxx> 

109 

111 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord         .        _        _        - 

-  cxlix. 

123 

127 

O  render  thanks,  and  bless  the  Lord    - 

cv. 

85 

79 

O  render  thanks  to  God  above 

cvi. 

86 

79 

O  Thou,  whom  heavenly  hosts  obey    - 

Ixxx. 

61 

55 

O  Thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

-     viii. 

7 

7 

O 'twas  a  joyful  sound  to  hear    -        -        - 

cxxii. 

99 

106 

O  with  due  reverence  let  us  all 

cxxxii. 

106 

110 

Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  our  God  to  praise 

cxi. 

90 

83 

Regard  my  words,  O  gracious  Lord 

V. 

5 

6 

Save  me,  O  God,  from  waves  that  roll 

Ixix. 

54 

48 

Say  ye,  the  Lord  shall  not  regard     - 

-    xciv. 

73 

67 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  song 

xcvi. 

75 

6S 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  song 

-  xcviii. 

77 

71 

276 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


That  man  is  bless'd  who  stands  in  awe  - 

Thee  I  will  bless,  my  God  and  Kiiij;    - 

The  fjoof'  man's  way  is  God's  delight 

The  heavens  declare  thy  Klory,  Lord   - 

The  Lord  a  holy  temple  hath  -         -        - 

The  Lord  does  them  support  that  fall 

The  Lord  hath  spoke,  the  mighty  God 

The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord 

The  Lord  look'd  down  from  heaven's  high 

The  Lord,  the  only  God,  is  great 

The  LoKDiinto  my  Lord  thus  spake 

The  love  that  to  thy  laws  I  bear   -        -        _ 

The  man  is  blest  that  fears  the  Lord 

TiieName  of  our  God  -        _        _        _        _ 

The  servants  of  Jehovah's  will 

The  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's    - 

The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

The  wicked  I  in  power  have  seen 

Tlie  wonders  which  thy  laws  contain 

Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  O  Lord 

Thou  art  the  righteous  Judge,  in  whom   - 

Though  wicked  men  grow  rich  or  great    - 

Thou,  gracious  God,  art  my  defence 

Tliou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 

Thou  suit'st,  b  Lord,  thy  righteous  ways 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 

Thus  God  declares  his  sovereign  will 

Thy  chastening  wrath,  O  Lord,  restrain 

Thy  constant  blessing,  Lord,  bestow 

Tliy  mercies.  Lord,  shall  be  my  song  - 

Thy  presence.  Lord,  hath  me  supplied    - 

Thy  sacred  word  my  joyful  breast 

Thy  wondrous  power,  Almighty  Lord     - 

Thy  word  is  to  my  feet  a  lamp     -        -        _ 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race 

To  celebrate  thy  praise,  O  Lord  -        -        - 

To  God,  in  whom  I  trust  _        _        _ 

To  God,  our  never-failing  strength 

To  God,  the  mighty  Lord  _        -        - 

To  me,  who  am  the  workmanship 

To  my  complaint,  O  Lord,  my  God  - 

To  my  request  and  earnest  cry    -         -        - 

To  Sion's  hill  I  lift  my  eyes     _        -        _ 

We  build  with  fruitless  cost,  unless     - 

Whate'er  tlie  mighty  Lord  decrees 

When  I  pour  out  my  soul  in  prayer    - 

When  we,  our  weary  limbs  to  rest 

While  I  the  King's  loud  praise  rehearse 

Whom  should  1  fear,  since  God  to  me     - 

Who  place  on  Sion's  God  their  trust  - 

With  cheefful  notes  let  all  the  earth 

With  glory  clad,  with  strength  array'd 

With  me,  thy  servant,  thou  hast  dealt    - 

With  my  wliole  heart,  my  God  and  King    - 

With  my  whole  heart  to  God  I  call'd 

With  one  consent  let  all  tne  earth 

Ye  lioundless  realms  of  joy      _        -        _ 

Ye  saints  and  servants  of  the  Lord 

Ye  that  in  might  and  power  excel   - 

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TABLE 


TO  FIND  TUE  PSA.LMS  IN  THE  FOREGOIiXG  SELECTIONS  SUITED  TO 
PARTICULAR  SUBJECTS  AND  OCCASIONS. 


Adoration  of  God,  Selec.  7.  50. 
74,  75.  117.     (See  Praise.) 

of  the  second  Per  sou  in 

tlie  Trinity. 

Advent,  Selec's.  proper  for, 43,  part 
i.  :  08.  75,  7().  77. 

Afflicted,  prayer  of,  10.  36,  37.  73, 
part  ii. ;  bU.  97,  p.jti.;  115. 

,  comfort  of,  97,  p.  vii. 

,  complaint  of,  36,  37.  SO, 

p.i.;  ]15. 

,  Selec.  proper  for,  97. 

Afflictions,  benefits  ot",  73,  p.  li.; 
97,  p.  ix.  ver.  3. 

,  deliverance  from  them 

celebrated,  2D.  b7. 

Aged  Sai7it,  prayer  of,  55,  ver.  G. 

Almsgiving,  35,  ver.  1,  2,  3.  91. 

Angels  guard  the  righteous,  29, 
ver.  4;  70,  p.  ii. 

called   on   to    praise   the 

Lord,  bl,  ver.  11,  V2. 

Ascension,  19,  ver.  G,  7,  8,  9,  10; 
41.  53,  ver.  4,  5. 

Ash-  Wednesdaij,  44.  104.  (See  Pe- 
nitential.) 

As.<;istance  from  God,  112.  IIG. 

yl«/ie(sm,  practical,  punishment  de- 
nounced against,  11. 

Attributes  of  God,  30.  90.  117.  110, 
120,  121. 

Blessingof  God,  on  temporal  busi- 
ness and  comforts,  102, 103. 

Blessings  promised  to  the  right- 
eous, 1.  27.  103. 

Blood  of  Christ,  cleansing  from 
sin,  prefigured  by  the  cere- 
monies of  the  law,  44. 

Brotherly  love,  107, 

Care  of  God  over  his  saints,  29. 

Charity  to  the  poor.  (See  ALms- 
/rivina-.) 

Charitable  man,  blessings  pro- 
mised to,  35,  ver.  1,  2,  3. 

Children,  instructed  in  God's  law, 
60,  ver.  3.  6;  97,  p.  ii. 

Christ,  the  true  David,  68.  (See 
David.) 

,  covenant  made  with  him 

typified  by  David,  68. 

278 


Christ,  divinity  of,  39,  ver.  6-8; 
41.89. 

,  his  incarnation,  34,  ver.  6, 

&c. 

,   David  in  the  person  of, 

describes  his  sorrows,  and  the 
malice  and  persecution  of  his 
enemies,  and  prays  for  de- 
liverance, 17.  31.  4.5. 

,  his  death  and  sufferings 

set  forth  in  the  person  of 
David,  17.  34.  45.  54. 

,  his  resurrection  predicted, 

2.  13.  54,  p.  ii. ;  96,  ver.  11, 
&c. 

,  his  ascension  celebrated, 

19.  41.  .53. 

,  his  exaltation  in  his  hti- 

man  nature  to  his  mediatorial 
kingdom,  2.  7.  56.  6S.  89.  96. 
106.^ 

,    his    glorification    in    his 

human  nature,  7. 

,  his  love  to  his  Church  cele- 
brated, 39. 

,  his  fflorij  and  poicer,  39. 

,   his  king-dom    aniong    the 

Gentiles,  56.  66.  89.  106. 

■,  a  Priest  and  Kinir,  89. 

,  our  strength  and  righteous- 
ness, 55. 

,his  first  and  second  coming, 

43.  75,  76,  77. 

Christmas  dav,  39.  64,  three  last 
verses  ;  68.  89.  100. 

Church,  built  on  Jesus  Christ,  90, 
ver.  11,  &c. 

gathered  and  settled,  106. 

,  its  beauty,  worship,  and  or- 
der, 42.  99. 

,  the  birth-place  of  saints, 

31. 

;  safety  and  joy  in  it,  22.  42. 

63. 

,  destruction  of  its  enemies, 

59. 

,  Gentiles  gathered  into  it, 

I         39.  41, 

I ,  (Jod  defeJids  it  and  fights 

I         for  it,  16.  40.  101. 


TABLE  OF  SUBJECTS. 


ChvrcJi,  Christ's  love  to  it,  39, 

,  God's  presence   in  it,  and 

delirrht  m  it,  29.  106. 

,  tlie  garden  of  tlie  Lord,  71, 

ver.  8,  9. 

,  the  spouse  of  Christ,  39. 

,  its  increase,  52. 

in  affliction,  61. 

comforted,  101. 

,  the  honour  and  saffety  of  a 

nation,  42. 
,  its  festivals   joyfully  at- 
tended, 99. 
Comfort  and  support  in  God,  4. 13. 
27.  29.  40.  73.  p.  ii.,  tirst  three 
verses. 

,  and  support  in  sadness, 

prayed  for,  80. 

of   God's 

Spirit,  prayed  for,  37,  38.  44. 
Communion  of  saints,  107. 
Compassion  of  God,  81,  82.    117, 

from  verse  6. 
Complaint  of  absence  from  public 
worship,  36,  37. 

of  sickness',  6. 

of  temptation  and  spi- 
ritual affliction,  36,  37. 

of  heavy  afflictions  in 

mind  and  body,  80.  115. 
Confession     of    sin,    repentance 
and  pardon,   27.  32.  44.   104. 
115. 
Confirmation,  psalms  proper  for, 
15,  p.  ii. ;  20.  ver.  5,  &c. ;  29, 
p.  ii.  ver.  1,  <fcc. ;  44,  ver.  8, 
&c. ;  97,  p.  ii.  ver.  1,  &c. ;  p. 
V.  ver.  1,  &c. ;  p.  xiv.  ver.  1, 
&c. 
Conscience,  its  guilt  relieved,  27. 

104. 
Consecration    of  a    church,    106. 

(See  Office  of  Consecration.) 
Contrition,  an  act  of,  20.  44. 
Converse  with  God,  49. 
Conversion  of  Jews  and  Gentiles, 

66.  75.  88. 
Corruption  of  manners,  general, 

11. 
Counsel  and  support  from  God,  13. 

97. 
Courage  in  death,  13. 
Covenant  made  with  Christ  in  the 

person  of  David,  68. 
Creation  and  Providence,  28.  84. 

109,  110.  121,  14ri. 
Creatures,  no  trust  in  them,  and 
God   all-sufficient,  28,  p.  ii.  ; 
48.  119. 

praising  God,  122. 

_ 


David,  in  his  sufferings,  deliver- 
ances, kingdom,  &.C.,  a  type 
of  Christ,  2.  14.  17.  34.  39.  45. 
54.  56.  68.  89.  96.  106  rSee 
Christ.) 

Death,  courag-e  in,  13.  18.  ver.  4. 

,  deliverance  from,  26.  96. 

of  Christ,  17.  54. 

of  saints  and  sinners,  31. 

,  the  effect  of  sin,  69. 

Defence  and  salvation  in  God,  3. 
14.  9S. 

Defoymg  sinners  warned.74,ver.7. 

Delight  i!i  God,  14. 36, 37. 49. 57.  03. 

Deliverance  begun  and  perfected, 
64. 

from  despair,  14. 

from  deep  distress,  29,  34. 

from  death,  26.  9iJ. 

Irora     oppression     and 

falsehood,  46. 

— from  persecution,  5.  73. 

from  slander,  5.  26. 

from  sliipwreck,  87,  p. 

ii. 

by  prayer,  29.  34. 

Desertion  and  distress  of  soul,  10. 

32.  115. 
Desire  of  knowledge,  97,  p.  v. 

•  of  holiness,  97,  p.  v. 

of  comfort  and  succour,  97, 

p.  v.,  verse  6,  &c. 

of  quickening    grace,    97, 

p.  iv. 

Desolations,  the  Church  safe  in 

them,  40. 
Devotion,  108. 

in  sickness,  6.  33. 


Direction  prayed  for,  20. 
Distress  relieved,  29.  34.  104. 
Divinity  of  Christ,  39.  89. 
Dominion  of  man,  7,  ver.  5,  6. 
Doubts  and  fears  suppressed,  3. 
26.  36,  37. 

Easter-eve,  psalms  proper  for,  13, 
ver.  3,  &c.  34,  ver.  1,  2. 

Easter,  psalms  proper  for,  2,  ver. 
2  to  the  end  ;  25.  47.  96. 

Education,  religious.  29,  p.  ii. ;  60, 
V  ;r.  .3,  &c. ;  97,  p.  ii. 

End  of  righteous  and  wicked,  1. 
31. 

Enemies  of  Christ  and  the  Church, 
(typified  by  the  enemies  of 
David  and  Israel,)  14.  59. 
(See  Christ.  Church,  David.) 

Eiirii  and  unbelief  cured,  31. 

Epiphany,  season  of,  psalms  pro- 
per for,  17,  p.  iii.,  ver.  6,  <fec. ; 


TABLE  OF 

SUBJECTS. 

39.  42.  52.  56.  66.  75.  77.     (See 

God,  his  care  of  the   BaintB,  3. 

Oentiles,  Kinrrdom  of  Christ.) 

29. 

Equity  and  wis-dom  of  Providence, 

.  our  defence  and  salvation,  3. 

8. 

28,  p.  ii. ;  93. 

Evening  Psalm,  03,  last  stanza,  4, 

,  eternal,  &c.,  72, 

ver.  6. 

,  eternal,  and  man  mortal,  69. 

Evidences  of  ffrace,  12.  21. 

60,  p.  i. 

Exaltation  of  Christ,  2.  7.  56.  89. 

,    faithfulness,    68.    90.     117, 

Examination,  113,  last  verse. 

118. 

,  goodness  and  mercy,  81,  82. 

Faith  in  divine  power  and  mercy, 

117,  118. 

47.  48.  104. 

,  goodness  and  truth,  117,  118, 

Faithfulness  of  God,  68.  85.   50. 

119. 

117,  118,  119. 

,  governing  power  and  good- 

Family love  and  worship,  115. 

ness,  51. 

Fear  in  the  worship  of  God,  68, 

,  greatness  and  goodness,  03. 

ver.  7,  &c.,  78. 

116,  117,  118.  121. 

and  reverence  of  God,  28,  p. 

,  the  Judge,  8,  ver.  3;  43. 

i.,  last  verse,  103.     (See  Ood, 

76,  77,  lust  verse. 

his  power  and  majesty.) 

,  his  majesty,  49.  76. 

Fears  and  doubts  suppressed,  3. 

,  his  condescension,  92. 

20.  29.  36.  37. 

,  mercv  and  truth,  30.  82. 110. 

Forrrineness  of  sin  prayed  for,  32. 

117,118. 

44.       (See    Penitential,    Par- 

 ,  made  man,  7,  ver.  5,  &c. 

don.) 

,  his  perfections  extolled,  30. 

Formal  worship,  43,  p.  ii. 

90.  117,  118,  119,  120,  121. 

Frailty  of  man,  33.  69.  116. 

,  our  portion,  4.  57. 

Fretfitlness  discouraged,  31. 

,  his  power  and  majesty,  53. 

Friendship,  its  blessings,  107. 

68,  ver.  6,  &c. ;  72.  75. 

Funeral,  psalms  proper  for,  33.  69. 

,  our  preserver.  98.  112. 

116,  ver.  2. 

,  present  in  his   Church,  40. 

63. 
,  our  Shepherd,  18. 

Oentiles  given  to  Christ,  2.  17,  p. 

iii.,  last  five  verses  ;  56. 

,  our  support  and  comfort,  73, 

gathered  into  the  Church, 

p.  ii. 

39.41.52.66.75. 

,  supreme  governor,  74. 

,  iiis  vengeance  and  compas- 

p. i.,  ver.  2-  52.  75.  77. 

sion,  53.  75. 

Glorification  of  Christ  in  his  hu- 

,  unchangeable,  08.  90. 

)nan  nature,  7. 

,  worthy  of  all  praise,  117, 

Glory  of  Christ,  39. 

118,  119,120.  124. 

and  grace  promised,  63.  76, 

Good  Friday,  psalms  proper  for. 

last  three  verses. 

17.  34.  45.  54.      (See    Christ, 

God,  his  greatness  and  glory,  7. 

his  sufferings  and  death.) 

,   liis  perfections  and  provi- 

Good Jf'orks,  4.  12.  86,  ver.  3,  &c. ; 

dence  e.xtolled,  30.  50,  p.  ii. ; 

91.  97. 

85.  118.  121. 

Goodness  of  God  celebrated,  81, 

,  his  goodness,  &c.,  81,  82.  117, 

82.  121.     (See  God.) 

p.  i ,  ver.  6,  &;c.,  121. 

Gospel,  its  blessings,  glory,  and 

,  his  omniscience,  113. 

succe.ss,  15.  39.  68.  77.89,  90. 

,  tils  omnipresence,  113. 

Grace,  prayed  for,  20.  36,  37,  38. 

,  its  evidences,  21. 

6,  &c. ;  72.  75. 

,  without  merit,  27. 

,  his  justice,  30,  ver.  2;  71, 

of  Christ.  39.  56. 

last  verse. 

and  providence,  28.  30.  109, 

,  his  sovereignty  and  eood- 

110. 

ness,  7.  92.  116. 

,  preserving  and  restoring, 

,  his  compassion,  82.  117,  p.  i., 

27.  31,  p.  ii.;  101.  112. 

ver.  6,  &c.  and  p.   ii.;   118, 

and    glory,  03,    last   two 

ver.  5,  (Sec. 

verses ;  76,  last  three  verses. 

280 


TABLE  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Grace,  pard  minij,  quickening,  and 
sanctif5in?,97,  p.  iii.  v.  viii.  x. 

Oreat7iess  of  God,  and  liis  good- 
ness, 53.  116,  117,  118.  121. 

Ouilt  of  conscience  removed,  27, 
44.  104. 

Harvest,  50,  p.  ii. ;  121,  ver.  6,  &c. 
Health,  sickness,  and  recovery,  6. 

25.  32,  33.  69.  80,  p.  i. ;  94. 
Hearinrr  of  prayer,  4.  50,  p.  i. ;  51, 

p.  ii.;  80,  p.  i. 
Heart,  known  to  God,  113. 
Heaven,   13.   19,  ver.  3,  &c.;  70, 

ver.  5. 
Holiness,  4.  12.  19,  ver.  4,  &c. ;  86, 

ver.  .3,  &c. ;  91.97. 
Hoh/  Spirit,  supplication  for,  36, 

"37.    44,    ver.    9,    &;c.       (See 

Grace.) 
Hope  and  trust  in  God,  3.  13,  14. 

22.  26.  40.  46.  48.  55.  65.  93, 

ver.  3,  &:c.  ;  101. 
Humiliation,  day  of,  psalms  proper 

for.    (See  Penitential  Psalms.) 
Humility,  profession  of,  105. 
Hypocrites  and  hypocrisy,  43,  p.  ii. 

Incarnation  of  Clirist,  34,  ver.  6, 

&c. 
Institution  of  a  minister,  99.  106, 

107. 
Instruction,  spiritual,  20,  ver.  3 ; 

29,  p.  ii. ;  97. 
Instructive  psalms,  displaying  tlie 

different  characters  and  ends 

of  ffood  and  bad  men,  1.  5.  8, 

9.  11,  12.  19,20.  27.  29,  30,  31. 

43.  57.  63.  70,  71.  73.  91.  97,  98. 

101,  102,  103.  107. 
Intercession,  psalms  of,  16.  52.  99, 

last  four  verses ;  106. 

Judgment,  day  of,  1,  last  three 
verses,  43,  p.  i. ;  75,  last  stan- 
za.    (See  Advent.) 

Justice  of  God.  (See  God,  his 
perfections.) 

Justification  from  the  free  grace 
of  God,  27.  104. 

Kingdom  of  Christ,  2.  56.  66.  68. 
89.  106.  (See  Christ,  Epi- 
phany. 

Knotcledge,  spiritual,  desired,  97, 
ver.  5.  (fcc,  p.  v.,  p.  xvii.,  &;c. 

Law  of  God,  its  excellence,  conso- 
lations, delight  in  it,  &c.,  15. 
97,  p.  i.,  p.  v.,  p.  xjii.,  p.  xvi. 

281 


Lent,  psalms    proper  for.      (See 

Penitential  Psalms.) 
Liberality   to    the    poor,   35,  three 

first    verses  ;  91,  ver.  .3,  &c. 
Life,  its  shortness  and  frailty,  33. 

69. 

,  uncertainty  of,  33. 

Longing  after  God,  36,  37.  49. 
Lord's-day,  49,  first  three  stanzas, 

74,  75.  79.  96,  verse  12  to  the 

end. 
Love  to  our  neiirhbour,  12. 
,  hrotherly,l07. 

Majesty  of  God,  53.     (See  God.) 
Man,  his  dominion,  7,  ver.  5,  &c. 

,  his  mortality,  33.  69,  p.  i. ; 

80,  p.  i. 

JVation's  safety  is  the  Church,  42. 
JVational  deliverance,  59.  100. 

desolations,  the  church 


and    people  of  God    safe 
them,  40. 

Obedience,  sincere,  27,    last   two 

verses:  113, last  verse. 
Old  age,  69,  p.  i.,  ver.  9,  10. 
Omnipresence  of  God,  113.     (See 

God.) 
Omnipotence  of  God,  68,  ver.  6, 

and  following.     (See  God.) 
Omniscience  of  God,   113.      (See 

God.) 

Pardon,  mercy,  and  grace  prayed 

for,  6.  20.  27.  44.  64.  104.  107. 

(See  Penitential  Psalms,  Re~ 

penta^ice.) 
Passion-week,  psalms  proper  for, 

17.  45.  54.     (See    Christ,  his 

sufferings  and  death.) 
Patience  under  afflictions  and  per- 
secutions, 31.  33.  104. 
Peace    and    holiness,    urged,   29, 

p.  ii. 
,  return  of,  after  war,  77. 

96. 
Penitential  Psalms,  6.  27.  32.  44. 

80,  p.  i.;  104.  115. 
Perfections  of  God  e.\tolled,  30.  90. 

117,  118,  119,  120,  121.     (See 

God.) 
Persecution,  prayer  in  the  time  of, 

55.  115. 
,  courage  in  time  of, 

40.  73,  p.  ii. 
,  deliverance  from,  8. 

73,  p.  ii. 
Pestilence,  preservation  in  it,  70. 


TABLE  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Piety,  instruction  in,  20,  p.  ii. 
Poor,    charity   to.       (See    ^Ims- 

ffivinrr.) 
Portion,  God    our,  4,  lust   tliree 

verses ;  57. 
Poorer  of  Christ,  39. 

of  God,  53.  (33.     (See  God.) 

.Vraise,    psalms    of,    51.    79.     SI, 

8-2.    90.    112.    117,    118,    119, 

1:20. 

for  creation  and  provi- 
dence, 28.  83. 

from  all  creatures,  122. 

for  temporal  blessings,  53. 

120. 

for  eminent  deliverances, 

29.  96. 

for  the  victories  by  which 

God  <^ffected  our  redemption, 
77. 

for  health  restored,  25.  94. 

for  hearing  prayer,  51,  last 

three  verses. 

to  the  Messiah,  39. 

from  all  nations,  95. 

for  protection,  grace,  and 

truth,  47. 

for  rain,  50,  p.  ii. 

Prayer,  4.  50. 

^,  in  time  of  war,  16. 

Preservation,  daily,  9S. 
in    time    of    public 

danarer  and  calamity,  40.  70. 

91,  last  verse. 

from    sin    and    its 

punishments,  15.  p.  ii.,  ver.  7; 
20.  23.  34. 

Preserver.     (See  Ood.) 

Priestly  office  of  Christ,  89. 

Proparration  of  the  Gospel,  39.  41. 
53.  56.  117,  lis. 

Prophetical  Psalms,  2.  13.  17.  34. 
39.  53.  56.  66  96. 

Prosperous  sinners,  their  fearful 
end,  31. 

Protection  of  God,  extended  to  the 
righteous,  29,  ver.  4,  &c. ;  31. 
70.  101. 

Providence,  its  wisdom  and  equity, 
8,  ver.  3.  75,  76. 

and  grace,  30.  121. 

in  the  works  of  crea- 
tion, 2S.  50,  p.  ii. ;  68.  81.  87. 
109,  110.  121. 

PMTiis/iwent  of  sinners.  (See  Pros- 
perous sinners,  Sinners  warn- 
ed.) 

Qualifications  of  a  Christian,  12. 
19. 

282 


Quickening'  grace.     (See  Ch-ace.) 

Rain,  50,  p.  if. ;  121,  p.  i.,  ver.  6. 

Redemption,  the  mercies  of,  cele- 
brated, 81,  82.  87,  p.  i. 

Recovery  from  sickness.  (See 
Sickness.) 

Relative  duties,  12.  107. 

Relirriovs  education.  (See  Edu- 
cation.) 

Renovation,  44,  ver.  6,  &c. ;  97, 
p.  V.     (See  Grace.) 

Repentance,  relative  to,  6.  27.  32. 
44.  80,  p.  i.;  101.  115. 

Re.sirrnation,  33.  105. 

Restorinff  grace,  18,  ver.  3.  (See 
Grace.) 

Resurrection  of  Christ  and  of  the 
saints  predicted,  13,  ver.  3, 
&.<-.. ;  25.  96,  ver.  11,  &:c.  (See 
Christ,  Easter   eve,  Easter.) 

Reverence  in  worship.    (See  IVor- 

Sllip.) 

Righteous,  character  of,  12.     (See 

Holiness.) 
,  protected  by  God,  29, 

ver.  4,  (See;  31.  70. 
,  blessings  promised  to, 

1.  27,  last  verse;  103.     (See 

Saints.) 
RigliteousTiess  of  Christ,  trusted 

in,  55. 
from  God,  55. 


Safety  in  danger,  70.  (See  Pre- 
servation) 

Saints,  character  of,  12.  19. 

,  protection  promised  to,  29, 

ver.  4,  &c.;  31.70.  101. 

,  blessings   promised  to,  4. 

27.  71.  ver.  8,9;  103. 

Salvation  and  eternal  joys,  13.  19. 
23.  30.  43,  p.  i..  third  sianza  ; 
48.  63,  04.  66.  76. 

Scripture,  excellence  of,  15.  97. 

Seasons  of  tlie  year,  50,  p.  ii.;  121. 

Self-examination,  21.  113,  lasl 
verse. 

Shepherd.     (See  God.) 

Sincerity,  21.  113,  last  verse. 

proved  and  rewarded,  14. 


Sickness.  6.  25.  32,  33.  94. 

Sin,  confession  of,  27.  32.  44.  104. 

1 15.    (See  Penitential  Psalms, 

Repentance.) 
Sinners  warned,  74.  Inst  verse.         ^ 
Sinners  punished,  1,  ver.  4,  &;c.  j   I 

9.  31. 
Sovereignty  o( God.     (See  Ood.)     j 


TABLE  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Spirit.     (See  Grace,  Holy  Spirit.) 
Spiritual  enemies  overcome,  3. 14. 
Submissioii.     (See  Resignation.) 
Sufferings  of  Christ,  17.  35,  45.  54. 
Sunday.     (See  Lord's-day.) 
Support  ami  counsel  from  God,  13, 

ver.   1;   45,  last   verse;    73, 

p.  ii. 

Temporal  business  and  comforts, 

blessings  on,  prayed  for,  102. 
Temptations  overcome,  3.  14. 
Thanksgiving.     (See  Praise.) 
Thunder  and   storm,  24,  ver.  3, 

&c, 
Ti-inity    Sunday,    psalms    proper 

for,  39.  41.  89. 
Trust  in  God,  57.  (See  Hope.) 

in  creatures,  vain,  48.  120. 

Truth  of  God  celebrated,  117,  118. 

120. 

Unbelief  and  envy  cured,  31. 
Unchangeable  God.    (See  Ood.) 


Unity,  advantages  of,  celebrated, 
107. 

Vanity  of  man,  S3.  69,  ver.  3,  &;c. 

War,  psalms  in  time  of,  14.  16.  40. 
Watchfulness,  15.  p.  ii.,  last  three 

verses  ;  33.  4(3.  114. 
Whitsunday,  42.  53.  117,118.     (See 

Grace,  Holy  Spirit.) 
Wickedness  of  mnn,  11.  44. 
Winter  and  summer,  121. 
Works  of  Creation,  Providence, 

and    Grace,     15.    121.      (f-^i-e 

Creation,  Providence,  Grate.) 
Worship  and  order  of  the  Church, 

42. 

,  delight  in  it,  63.  08.  78. 

,  public,  49.  63.  74.  7'J.  99. 


106. 

Zeal,  prayer  for,  97,  p.  ii.,  ver.  2, 

&c. 
Zion.     (See  Church.) 


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INDEX    TO    THE    HYMNS. 

Page 

Put;e 

I.  THE     HOLY     SCRIP- 

Consecration      of      a 

TURES         -        -        -131 

Church       -        -        -  105 

II.  CREATION       -        -      132 

Missions    -        -        -      195 

III.  PROVIDENCE      -        -  136 

Sunday     and    Charity 
Schools          -        -      200 

IV.  REDEMPTION          -      140 

Charitable  Occasions    -  203 

V.  THE  CHURCH      -        -  147 

To  be  used  at  Sea     -      205 
For  the  Sick          -       -  207 

VI.  FESTIVALS           AND 

Funerals   -        -       -      210 

FASTS      -        -        -      151 

The  Loid'3-day      -       -  151 
Advent        -        -        -      157 

VIII.  INVITATION       AND 

WARNING  -        -      212 

Christmas       -        -        -  158 

IX.  CHRISTIAN  DUTIES 

End  of  the  Year          -      161 

AND  AFFECTIONS  215 

New-Year      -        -        -162 

Prayer           -        -        -  215 

Epiphany    -        -        -      164 

Repentance       -       -      21G 

Lent        -        -        -        -167 

Faith     -        -        -       -219 

Passion  Week,  and  Good 

Hope          -        -        -      222 

Friday     -        -        -       170 

Joy        -        -        -        -224 

Easter     -        -        -        -  175 

Love          -        -        -      225 

Ascension  -        -        -      177 

Praise  -        -        -        -  227 

Whitsunday        -        -      17S 

Contentment     -        -      230 

Trinity  Sunday      -        -  180 

In  Affliction           -        -  231 

Fast-day     -        -        -      1S2 

Daily  Devotion          -      234 

Thanksgiving-day          -  183 

X.  THE         CHRISTIAN 

VH.  ORDINANCES       AND 

LIFE         -        -        -      242 

SPECIAL         OCCA- 
SIONS   -        -        -      186 

XL  DEATH        -        -        -252 

Baptism,          -        -  186,  187 

XII.  JUDGMENT    -        -      254 

Confirmation       -        -      187 

XIII.  ETERNITY          -        -  257 

The  Lord's  Supper         -  190 
Ordination    or    Institu- 

XIV. MISCELLANEOUS        261 

tion  of  Ministers           -  192 

GLORIA  PATRI           -268 

L 


284 


A  TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES, 

SHOWING  WHERE  TO  FIND  EACH  HYMN  BY  THE  BEGINNING. 


Pme 
A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have  -  246 
Ah,  how  shall  fallen  man,  140 
Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  -  108 
All  glorious  God,  what  hymns  142 
Almighty  Father,  bless  the  156 
Almighty  Lord,  before  thy  182 
AJthough  the  vine  its  fruits  -  265 
And  are  we  now  brought  near  191 
And  Avilt  thou,  O  eternal  God  195 
And  will  the  Judge  descend  254 
Another  six  days'  work  is  -  153 
Approach,  my  soul,  the  -  215 
Arise,  my  soul,  with  rapture  237 
As,  panting  in  the  sultry  beam  232 
As,  when  the  weary  traveller  250 
As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  163 
As  the  sweet  flower  that  -  212 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  witd  238 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretcli  -  246 
Awake,  ye  saints,  awake  151 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  -  229 
Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  134 
Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  228 
Be  still,  my  heart,  these  -  230 
Bless'd  be  thou,  the  God  of  -  262 
Blest  is  the  man  whose  -  203 

Blest  is  the  tie  that  binds  -  149 
Behold  the  Saviour  of  -  -  171 
Children  of  the  heavenly  -  223 
Christ  from  the  dead  is  raised,  176 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  -  175 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator,  -  178 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  179 
Come,  let  our  voices  join  -  200 
Come,  Lord,  and  warm  eaclj  258 
Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord  224 
Deluded  souls  I  that  dream  of  221 
Disown'd  of  heaven,  by  man  199 
Doxologics,        -  268—273 

Dread  Jehovah,   God  ot  -  182 

Eternal  !?ource  of  every  jov  136 
Faith  is  the  Christian's  220 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  154 
Father  of  mercies:  in  thy  -  132 
Father  of  all,  whose  love  -  ISO 
Father  of  mercies,  bow  tliine  194 
Father,  to  thee,  mv  soul  I  lift  145 
Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  -  230 
Few  are  tiiy  days,  and  full  of  252 
Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  185 
From  all  that  dwell  below  196 
From  Greenland's  icy  -  198 

285 


From  whence  these  direful 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this   - 
Glory  to  the  Father  give 
God  moves  in  a  mysterious    - 
God  of  the  seas,  thine  awful 
God  of  our  fathers,    by 
Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my    - 
"Go  preach  my  gospel," 
Grace  i  'tis  a  charming  sound 
Great  first  of  beings  ! 
Great  God-   this  sacred  day    - 
Great  God,    to  thee  my 
Great  God,    what  do  I  see 
Great  God,   with  wonder  and 
Guide  me,  O  thou  great 
Hail!  thou  long-expected 
Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed  - 
Hark  I  from  the  tombs  a 
Hark!  the  glad  sound,  the     - 
Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing 
Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise     - 
Hear,  gracious  God,  my 
Hear  what  the  voice  from 
He  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners 
He's  come  I  let  every  knee  be 
Heirs  of  unending  life    - 
High  on  tlie  bending  willo^vs 
How  beauteous  are  their  feet 
How  firm  a  foundation,  ye     - 
How  long  shall  earth's 
How  helpless  guilty  nature   - 
How  oil,  alas !  this  wretched 
How  short  the  race  our  friend 
How  wondrous  and  great 
I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lord 
In  loud  exalted  strains  - 
Inspirer  and  hearer  of  prayer 
I  would  not  live  alway  ;  I     - 
Jesus,    and  shall  it  ever  be    - 
Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope 
Jesus,  Saviour  of  my  soul 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er    - 
Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not 
Let  heaven  arise,  let  earth    - 
Let  worldly  minds  the  world 
Like  Noah's  weary  dove 
Lord,   dismiss  us  with  thy     - 
Lord,   for  the  just  thou  dosv 
Lord,  how  <lelightful  'tis  to    - 
Lord,  my  God,  I  long  to  know 
Lord  of  life,  all  praise    - 
Lord,  unaftlicted,  undismay'd 


Pa^t 
173 
239 
291 
140 
205 
261 
192 
193 
146 
132 
153 
240 
255 
131 
245 
157 
365 
252 
157 
159 
213 
231 
210 
177 
179 
266 
174 
164 
222 
257 
144 
169 
211 
200 
147 
154 
241 
251 
243 
243 
221 
195 
224 
133 
242 
147 
156 
206 
202 
226 
204 
233 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


Pas:e 

Lo !  what  a  cloud  of  witnesses  207 
Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  225 
Mercy,  descending  from  -  203 
My  God,  and  is  thy  table  -  190 
My  Ood,  permit  me  not  to  be  1G8 
My  God,  since  thou  hast  -  209 
My  grateful  soul,  for  ever  -  144 
My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  155 
My  Saviour  hanging  on  the  -  172 
Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord  148 
Now  from  the  altar  of  our  -  240 
Now  may  the  God  of  grace  -  183 
Now  the  shades  of  night  are  238 
O'er  mountain  tops  the  mount  K'lO 
O  happy  day,  that  stays  my  -  187 
O  happy  is  the  man  who  -  262 
O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God  218 
O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  -  180 

O,  in  "the  morn  of  life,  when  -  189 
O  let  triumphant  faith  dispel  220 
On  Sion,  and  on  Lebanon  -  197 
O  Spirit  of  the  living  God  -  196 
O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  -  218 
O  thou  that  hcar'st  when  -  216 
O  thou,  to  whose  -  -  -  170 
Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  -  177 
O  whore  shall  rest  be  found  -  257 
Peace,  troubled  soul,  wiiose  -  213 
Praise  to  God,  immortal  -  183 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  -  216 
Rich  are  the  joys  which  -  204 
Rise,  crown' d  with  light,  -  165 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  -  222 
Rise,  O  my  soul,  the  hours  -  216 
Rock  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me  -  219 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  185 
Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  -  142 
Saviour,  source  of  every  -143 
Saviour,  when,  in  dust,  to  -  167 
Saviour,  when  night  involves  235 
Saviour,  who  thy  Hock  art  -  186 
See,  in  the  vineyard  of  the  -  1C2 
Seek,  my  soul,  the  nairow  -  256 
Should  nature's  charms,  to  -  260 
Shout  the  glad  tidings,  -  -  160 
Since  Christ  our  Passover  is  175 
Since  I've  knoAvn  a  Saviour's  250 
Sing,  my  soul, His  wondrous  146 
Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  266 
Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  212 
Softly  now  the  light  of  clay  -241 
Soldiers  of  Chri&t,  arise  -187 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  -  229 
Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  -  217 
Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies    139 


Pay. 

The  day  is  past  and  gone  -  241 
The  gentle  Saviour  calls  -  186 
The  God  of  Abra'am  praise  227 
The  God  of  life,  whose  -  -  162 
The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  -  137 
The  Lord  will  happiness  -  247 
The  mighty  flood  that  rolls  -  253 
The  morning  flowers  display  263 
The  race  that  long  in  darkness  161 
The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  193 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  -  -  259 
The  spacious  firmament  on  -136 
The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts  -  214 
This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  152 
Thou  art  the  way  ;  to  thee  -  265 
Though  I  should  seek  to  -141 
Thou^  God,  all  glory,  honour  190 
Thus  speaks  the  High  and  -  264 
Time  hastens  on ;  ye  longing  161 
'Tisfinish'd;  so  the  Saviour  173 
'Tis  my  happiness  below  -  248 
To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord  -  191 
To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  143 
To  thee  let  my  first  ofi'erings  238 
To  thy  temple  I  repair  -  -  155 
Triumphant  Sion!  lift  thy  -  150 
Vital  sparkof  heavenly  flame  253 
We  give  immortal  praise  -  181 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest  152 
When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  138 
When  dangers,  woes,  or  death  207 
When  gathering  clouds  -  232 

Whene'er  the  angry  passions  245 
When  I  can  read  my  title  -  223 
When  I  survey  the  wondrous  171 
When  Jesus  left  his  heavenly  202 
When,  Lord,  to  this  our  -  197 
When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  254 
When,  streaming  from  the  -  234 
When  those  we  love  are  -  210 
When  through  the  torn  sail 

the  wild  tempest  is  -  -  206 
When  we  are  raised  from  -  208 
While  angels  thus,  O  Lord,  -  159 
While  shepherds  watch'd  -  158 
While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  249 
With  joy  shall  I  behold  the  -  149 
Witness,  ye  men  and  angels,  188 
Who  are  these  in  bright  -  260 
Who  is  this  that  comes  from  170 
Why  mournest  thou,  my  -  263 
Ye  faithful  souls  who  Jesus  176 
Ye  fields  of  light,  celestial  -  135 
Ye  humble  souls,  approach  -  214 
Youth,  when  devoted  to  the    188 


THE  END. 

stereotyped  by  L.  Johnson,  Philadelpliii 


286 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


I.   PUBLIC  AND  SOCIAL  WOESHIP. 


HYMN  213.  S.  M. 

TTOW  charming  is  the  place, 
-JlX  •\Yiiere  my  Redeemer  God 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 
And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ! 


2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort. 
Are  once  to  be  compared  to  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here  on  the  mercy-seat, 

With  radiant  glory  crownM, 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit. 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents; 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

5  To  them  his  sovereign  will 

He  graciously  imparts : 
And  in  return  accepts  with  smiles, 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place 

Within  this  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 


286 


HYMNS  214,  215. 


HYMN  211.  III.  3. 

QWEET  the  moments  rich  in  blessing, 
^  Which  before  the  cross  I  spend ! 
Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 

From  the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 
Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I'll  bathe: 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding, 

Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

2  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze  : 
Here  I  see  my  sins  forgiven ; 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
May  I  still  enjoy  this  feeling. 

In  all  need  to  Jesus  go : 
Prove  his  blood  each  day  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  deeply  know. 


F 


HYMN  215.  III.  3. 

All  from  mortal  cares  retreating. 
Sordid  hopes,  and  vain  desires. 
Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting. 

Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 
From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming. 
Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes; 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

2  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind; 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation. 

From  the  stains  of  guilt  refined. 
Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  witholds  his  care  from  none, 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 

From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

"287  i  i 


HYxMNS  216,  217. 


HYMN  210.  C.  M. 

"PJEAR  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear; 
-"-^  Thy  presence  now  display; 
As  tlioii  Last  given  a  place  for  prayer, 
So  give  us  hearts  to  pray. 

2  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hopes  to  raise; 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease. 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high. 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word. 

In  faith  present  our  prayers; 
And  in  the  bosom  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

Enforced  by  mighty  grace, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round. 

To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

HYMN  217.  C.  M. 

"C^AIl  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I  flee, 
•*-     From  strife  and  tumult  far; 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 

His  most  successful  war. 
2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

V/ith  prayer  and  praise  agree, 
And  seem  by  thy  sweet  bounty  made 

For  those  who  worship  thee. 

"288 


HYxAIN  218. 


3  Tlir/e,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode ; 
0,  with  what  joy,  and  peace,  and  love, 
She  commuucs  with  her  God. 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays, 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  guardian  of  my  life. 

Sweet  source  of  light  divine, 
And,  (all  harmonious  names  in  one,) 
My  Saviour,  thou  art  mine. 

HYMN  218.  L.  M. 

TESUS,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
•^    There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind; 

Such  ever  bring  thee,  vrhere  they  come. 
And  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  chosen  few  ! 
Thy  former  mercies  here  renew; 
Here  to  our  waiting  hearts,  proclaim 
The  sweetness  of  thy  saving  name. 

4  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer. 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise. 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 

5  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near; 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear; 
Oh  !  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own  ! 

"289  ~" 


HYMNS  219,  220. 


HYMN  219.  C.  M. 

3ME,  let  us  joia  our  friend 
AVho  have  obtained  the  pri 
And  on  the  ea^le  winojs  of  love. 


r^OME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 
^^  AVho  have  obtained  the  prize; 

To  joys  celestial  rise. 
Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing, 

With  those  to  glory  gone, 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 

In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 

One  family,  we  dwell  with  him; 

One  church  above,  beneath. 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 

The  narrow  stream  of  death. 
One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 

And  part  is  crossing  now. 

How  many  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly  I 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come. 

And  we  expect  to  die. 
His  militant,  embodied  host. 

With  wishful  looks  we  stand. 
And  long  to  see  that  happy  coast. 

And  reach  the  heavenly  land. 

HYMN  220.  III.  2. 

TF  'tis  sweet  to  mingle  where 

Christians  meet  for  social  prayer; 
If  His  sweet  with  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise, — 
Passing  sweet  that  state  must  be, 
Tv^here  they  meet  eternally. 

1  Saviour,  may  these  meetings  prove 
Preparations  for  above ; 


290 


HYMN  221. 


While  we  worship  in  this  phicc, 
May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace, 
Till  we,  each  in  his  degree, 
Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 

Bread  of  heaven  !  on  thee  I  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed  : 
Ever  may  my  soul  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  living  bread; 
Day  by  day  with  strength  supplied 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died. 

Vine  of  heaven  I  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice, 
'Tis  thy  wounds  my  healing  give : 
To  thy  cross  I  look  and  live. 
Thou  my  life  !  0  let  me  be 
Kooted,  grafted,  built  on  Thee. 


II.  DAILY  DEVOTION. 
HYMN  221.         L.  M. 

TTUES  of  the  rich  unfolding  morn, 
-*-^  That,  ere  the  glorious  sun  be  born. 
By  some  soft  touch  invisible 
Around  his  path  are  taught  to  swell ; — 

2  Thou  rustling  breeze,  so  fresh  and  gay. 
That  dancest  forth  at  opening  day, 
And  brushing  by  with  joyous  wing, 
Wakenest  each  little  leaf  to  sing ; — 

3  Ye  fragrant  clouds  of  dewy  steam, 

By  which  deep  grove  and  tangled  stream 
Pay,  for  soft  rains  in  season  given. 
Their  tribute  to  the  genial  heaven  : — 

4  Why  waste  your  treasures  of  delight 
Upon  our  thankless,  joyous  sight; 

"291 


HYMN  222. 


Who  day  by  day  to  sin  awake, 
Seldom  of  heaven  and  you  partake  ? 

5  Oh  !  timely  happy,  timely  wise, 
Hearts  that  with  rising  morn  arise  ! 
Eyes  that  the  beam  celestial  view, 
Which  evermore  makes  all  things  new  ! 

6  New  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove  ! 
Through  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life,  and  power,  and  thought. 

7  New  mercies,  each  returning  day, 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray ; 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven. 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

8  Old  friends,  old  scenes,  will  lovelier  be, 
As  more  of  heaven  in  each  we  see ; 
Some  softening  gleam  of  love  and  prayer 
Shall  dawn  on  every  cross  and  care. 

9  Oh  could  we  learn  self  sacrifice. 
What  lights  would  all  around  us  rise  ! 
How  would  our  hearts  with  wisdom  talk 
Along  life's  dullest,  dreariest  walk  ! 

10  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Would  furnish  all  we  ought  to  ask — 
Room  to  deny  ourselves  ;  a  road 
To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 

HYMN  222.  HI.  4. 

^HROUGH  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us, 
-^    Now  we  lay  us  down  to  rest ; 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us; 

Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest : 
Jesus,  now  our  guardian  be  : 
Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  Thee. 
2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth,  and  strangers, 
1)  welling 'in  the  midst  of  foes, 

292 


HYMNS  223,  224. 


Us  aud  ours  preserve  from  clangers : 

In  thine  arms  may  we  repose ; 
And,  when  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Kest  with  Thee  in  heaven  at  last. 

HYMN  223.  C.  M. 

"PlREAD  Sovereign,  let  our  evening  songs 
■^  Like  holy  incense  rise; 
Assist  the  offorinn;s  of  our  tonc-ues 

To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 
I  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  still  our  guard ; 
And  still  to  drive  our  wants  away, 

Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 
;  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  us  around; 
But  ah,  how  few  returns  of  love 

Hath  our  Redeemer  found  ! 
:  What  have  we  done  for  him  who  died 

To  save  our  sinful  souls  ? 
Alas  !  our  sins  are  multiplied, 

Fast  as  each  minute  rolls. 
I  Yet  with  these  guilty  hearts  of  ours, 

Lord,  to  thy  eross  we  flee ; 
And  yield  them  up  with  all  their  powers 

To  be  renewed  by  thee. 

HYMN  224.  L.  M. 

T7OR  all  the  blessings  of  the  day, 
-^     Our  grateful  praises  let  us  pay; 
And  when  to  endless  day  we  soar, 
Our  praise  shall  be  forever  more. 
:  Hail,  Great  Redeemer  !  live  and  reign, 
Thou  Lamb  for  guilty  rebels  slain ; 
Preserver  of  thy  ransomed  race. 

Exalted  high  in  truth  and  grace  ! 

__  . 


HYMN  225. 


3  Our  guide  thou  all  the  day  hast  been, 
Oh  save  us,  Lord,  from  every  sin ; 
Remain  our  Saviour  still,  and  be 
Our  hope,  our  guard  eternally. 

4  This  night  tby  gracious  mantle  spread 
Upon  us,  and  around  our  bed; 
Within  us  grateful  memories  raise, 
Direct  our  thoughts  thy  love  to  praise. 

5  Into  tby  hands  we,  sinful  dust, 
Our  souls  commit,  our  bodies  trust; 
We  doubt  not  that  our  heavenly  friend 
Loves,  and  will  love  us,  to  the  end. 

HYMN  225.  C.  M. 

T  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away, 
-^  From  every  cumbering  care,. 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear; 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  soitows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  : 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 


HYMNS  226,  227. 


^HYMN  226.  8s  &  9s. 

'T^HE  cold  wind  strips  the  yellow  leaf; 
-■-    The  stars  are  twinkling  faintly  o'er  us ; 
All  nature  wears  her  garb  of  grief, 
While  day's  fair  book  is  closed  before  us. 
2       Oh  !  in  an  hour  so  still  as  this, 

From  care,  and  toil,  and  tumult  stealing, 

I'll  consecrate  an  hour  to  bliss — 
To  sweet  devotion's  holy  feeling : 
o       And  rise  to  thee — to  thee,  whose  hand 
UnroU'd  the  golden  map  of  heaven ; 
Mantled  with  beauty  all  the  land; 
Gave  light  to  morn,  and  shade  to  even  :- 

4  Being,  whose  all-pervading  might 
The  laws  of  countless  worlds  disposes ; 

Yet  gives  the  sparkling  dews  their  light, 
Their  beauty  to,  the  blushing  roses. 

5  Tho'  dark  may  be  earth's  vale,  and  damp, 
Ten  thousand  stars  shine  sweetly  o'er  us, 

And  immortality's  pure  lamp 
Gladdens  and  gilds  our  path  before  us. 

HYMN  227.  L.  M. 

''T^IS  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 

-^  Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 

2  In  darkness  and  in  weariness 

The  traveller  on  his  way  must  press, 
No  gleam  to  watch  on  tree  or  tower, 
Whiling  away  the  lonesome  hour. 

3  Sun  of  my  soul  !  Thou  Saviour  dear  ! 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near  : 

Oh,  may  no  earthborn  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes  ! 

295  ~ 


HYMN  228. 


4  Yv^hen  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thouglit,  how  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Saviour's  breast ! 

5  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

6  Come  near,  and  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take;- 
Till,  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love, 

AYe  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 


III.  SABBATH. 
HYMN  228.  III.  2. 

Q  AFELY  through  another  week 
^  G  od  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

On  the  approaching  Sabbath  day. 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  Mercies  multiplied  each  hour, 

Gracious  Lord,  our  praise  demand ; 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  power. 

Nourished  by  thy  bounteous  hand. 
Now  from  worldly  cares  set  free. 
May  we  rest  this  night  with  thee. 

3  AYhen  the  morn  shall  bid  us  rise. 

May  we  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes. 

When  we  in  thy  house  appear; 
And  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove 
Foretastes  of  the  joys  above. 

"296 


HYMNS  229,  230. 


HYMN  229.  IT.  3. 

C\VEET  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray, 
^  That  ushers  placid  evening  in — 
When,  with  the  still,  expiring  day, 

The  Sabbath's  peaceful  hours  begin  : 
How  grateful  to  the  anxious  breast 
The  sacred  hours  of  holy  rest. 
Hush'd  is  the  tumult  of  the  day, 

And  worldly  cares  and  business  cease, 
While  soft  the  vesper  breezes  play. 

To  hymn  the  glad  return  of  peace  : 
Delightful  season  !  kindly  given 
To  turn  the  wandering  thoughts  to  heaven. 
Oft  as  this  peaceful  hour  shall  come, 

Lord,  raise  my  thoughts  from  earthly  things. 
And  bear  them  to  my  heavenly  home. 

On  faith  and  hope's  celestial  wings — 
Till  the  last  gleam  of  life  decay 
In  one  eternal  Sabbath-day  ! 

HYMN  230.  L.  M. 

Q  WEET  is  the  task,  my  God,  my  King, 
^  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light. 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 
Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast : 
Oh  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound. 
My  soul  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  : 
His  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  his  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 
0  let  me  sliarc  a  glorious  part. 
Let  grace  divine  refine  my  heart. 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  be  shed. 
Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 

~297 


HYMNS  231,  232. 


5  Tlien  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below ; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

HYM2i  231.  C.  M. 

TraT'ITH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 
*^'     Which  God  has  call'd  his  own; 
^With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple.  Lord,  how  fair  ! 

As  here  thy  servants  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
And  pour  the  grateful  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !  Oh  deign  to  dwell 

Within  thy  church  below; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel. 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found — 

Let  all  her  sons  unite. 
To  spread  with  holy  zeal  around, 
Her  clear  and  shinino;  light. 

5  Great  God,  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  thou  hast  call'd  thine  own; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey, 
To  worship  at  thy  throne. 

HYMN  232.  L.  M. 

T  ORD  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows 
-^  On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thine  house 
And  own  as  grateful  sacrifice 
The  songs  that  from  the  desert  rise. 
2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  above  : 
To  that  our  laboring  souls  aspire 
With  ardent  hope  and  strong  desire. 


HYMN  233. 


No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress  • 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  that  place 
No  tears  shall  mingle  with  the  songs 
That  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 
No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes — 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose — 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun; 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 
0  long-expected  day !  begin  ; 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  wo  and  sin ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death  to  rest  with  God. 


IV.  PRAYER.— YEARNING  AFTER  GOD. 
HYMN  233.  L.  M. 

17  ROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
-*-     From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat, — 
'Tis  found  beneath  the  jNIercy-Seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladuei-s  on  our  heads ; 

A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet, — 
It  is  the  blood-bought  Mercy-Seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sunder'd  far — by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  Mercy-Scat. 

4  Ah !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
When  tempted,  desolate,  dismay'd — 
Or  how  the  hosts  of  hell  defeat. 
Had  suffering  saints  no  Mercy- Seat  ? 

5  There  !  there,  on  eagle  wing  we  soar. 
And  sin  and  sense  seem  all  no  more ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet. 
And  glory  crowns  the  Mercy-Seat. 
_ 


HYMNS  234,  235. 


6  Oh,  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still, 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  the  Mercy-Scat. 

HYMN  234.  L.  M. 

TXTHAT  various  hind' ranees  we  meet, 

*^'     In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat! 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there. 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love. 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight — 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?    Ah,  think  again  ! 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  AVere  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent. 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 

''  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  done  for  me." 

HYMN  235.  S.  M. 

"DEHOLD  the  throne  of  grace, 
-"^  The  promise  calls  me  near ; 
There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 

And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 
2  The  rich  atoning  blood, 

Which  sprinkled  round  I  see, 
Provides  for  those  who  come  to  God, 

An  all-prevailing  plea, 
300  — 


HYMN  236. 


3  My  soul,  ask  what  thou  wilt, 

Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold  ; 
Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ? 

4  Thine  image,  Lord,  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  tliy  love ; 

I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below. 

And  reign  with  thee'  above. 

5  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith ; 

Conform  my  will  to  thine  : 

Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 

And  then  iu  glory  shine.  ' 

6  If  thou  these  blessings  give. 

And  wilt  my  portion  be, 
Cheerful  the  world's  poor  toys  I  leave 
To  those  who  know  not  thee. 

HYMN  236.  C.  M. 

^OME  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace, 
^-^^  Our  great  High-Priest  is  there ; 
Come,  venture  to  that  holy  place. 
Beneath  his  guardian  care. 

2  Come  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace, 

Where  Jesus  kindly  pleads  ', 
Ours  cannot  be  a  desperate  case 
While  Jesus  intercedes. 

3  Come  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

The  centre  of  his  love; 
Where  sweet  attractions  never  cease 
To  draw  our  hearts  above. 

4  Come  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace; 

The  Saviour's  pierced  heart 
Is  touch'd  with  our  afflicted  case 
In  its  most  tender  part. 

5  Come  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace. 

And  all  our  trials  name; 

"301 


HYMNS  237,  238. 


In  every  point  our  Lord  will  trace 
That  he  endured  the  same. 

6  Come  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace 

With  all  our  wants  and  fears; 
The  Saviour's  hand  shall  kindly  chase 
Away  the  bitterest  tears. 

7  Come  boldly  to  the  throne  of  grace, 

There  shall  our  spirits  soar ; 
There  we  will  pray,  and  never  ceasO;. 
Till  time  shall  he  no  more. 

HYMN  237.  C.  M. 

r\  GOD  of  Bethel  !  by  whose  hand 
^-^  Thy  people  still  are  fed, 
AVho  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led  : 
2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 
Before  thy  throng  of  grace  : 
God  of  our  flithers !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

8  Through  each  perplexing  scene  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide  : 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  Oh  spread  thy  covering  wings  around 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 

Our  humbJe  prayers  implore ; 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God 
And  portion  evermore. 

HYMN  238.  III.  1. 

I^OME,  my  soul!  thy  suit  prepare, 
^^  Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer; 


HYMN  239. 


He  liimself  has  bid  thee  pray, 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  "With  my  burden  I  begin  : 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin  ; 
Let  thy  blood  for  sinners  spilt. 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintain, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer; 

As  my  guide,  my  guard,  my  friend. 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith. 

Let  me  die  a  joyful  death  ! 

HYMN  239.  III.  1. 

"IVfAY,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
■^^    Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 

Ah  !  my  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name ; 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

Scorn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy  : 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

"303  2  a2 


HYJMN  240. 


4  Once  a  sitiner  near  despair^ 
Sought  thy  mercy-scat  by  prayer ; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free  : 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  years  have  pass'd  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen, 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now ; 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou? 

6  Thou  hast  help'd  in  every  need; 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead  : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last? 

7  No — I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold  : 
I  can  no  denial  take 

When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 

HYMN  240.  6,  4. 

jUTY  faith  looks  up  to  thee, 
■^^^  Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary  ! 

Saviour  divine  ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away, 
Oh  !  let  me  from  this  day 

Be  wholly  thine. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strength  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me, 
Oh  !  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be — 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread. 

Be  thou  my  guide  : 
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HYMNS  241. 


Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
^Yipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 
t  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour  !  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove ; 
Oh  !  bear  me  safe  above — 

A  ransom 'd  soul. 

HYMN  241.    .         11.  4. 
^OME,  my  Redeemer!  come, 
^^  And  deign  to  dwell  with  me ; 
0  make  my  heart  thy  home. 

And  bid  all  rivals  flee. 
Come,  my  Redeemer  !  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 
Why  should  the  world  presume 

To  occupy  thy  throne  ? 
Come,  and  thy  right  assume  : 

I  would  be  thine  alone. 
Exert  thy  mighty  power. 

And  banish  all  my  sin  : 
In  this  auspicious  hour 

Bring  all  thy  graces  in. 
Rule  thou  in  every  thought 

And  passion  of  my  soul, 
Till  all  my  powers  are  brought 

Beneath  thy  full  control. 
Then  shall  ray  days  be  thine. 

And  all  my  heart  be  love ; 
And  joy  and  peace  be  mine, 

Such  as  arc  known  above. 
Come,  my  Redeemer  !  cjuickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 


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HYMNS  242,  243. 


HYMN  242.  III.  8. 

T  IGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death  I 
Come,  and  by  thyself  revealing, 

Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath ; 
Light  of  life,  and  light's  Creator  ! 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise; 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 

Pouring  eyesight  on  our  eyes. 
Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart. 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 

Every  poor  benighted  heart;- 
Come,  and  manifest  the  favour 

Thou  hast  for  thy  ransom'd  race ; 
Come,  thou  dear  exalted  Saviour ! 

Come,  and  bring  thy  gospel  grace  ! 
Save  us  in  thy  great  compassion, 

0  thou  mild  pacific  Prince  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 

Give  the  pardon  of  our  sins. 
By  thine  all-restoring  merit, 

Every  burthen'd  soul  release; 
Every  weary,  wandering  spirit 

Guide  into  thy  perfect  peace. 

HYMN  243.  III.  2. 

QINCE  the  Son  hath  made  me  free, 
^^  Let  me  taste  my  liberty  ! 
Thee  behold  with  open  face. 
Triumph  in  thy  saving  grace  ! 
Thy  great  will  delight  to  prove, 
Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 
2  Abba,  Father,  hear  thy  child, 
Late  in  Jesus  reconciled  ; 


oOG 


HYMN  244. 


Hear,  and  all  the  graces  shower, 
All  the  joy,  and  peace,  and  power; 
All  my  Saviour  asks  above, 
All  the  life  and  heaven  of  love. 

3  Lord,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  the  blessing  thou  bestow; 
Hear  my  Advocate  divine  ! 
Lo  !  to  his  my  suit  I  join  : 
Join'd  to  his,  it  cannot  fail; 
Bless  me,  for  I  will  prevail. 

4  Heavenly  Father,  life  divine, 
Change  my  nature  into  thine  ! 
Move  and  spread  throughout  my  soul, 
Actuate  and  fill  the  whole  ! 

Be  it  I  no  longer  now 
Living  in  the  flesh,  but  thou. 

5  Holy  Ghost,  no  more  delay  ! 
Come,  and  in  thy  temple  stay  ! 
Now  thine  inward  witness  bear. 
Strong,  and  permanent,  and  clear ; 
Spring  of  life,  thyself  impart, 
Rise  eternal  in  my  heart ! 

HYMN  244.  III.  3. 

T  OYE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 
-*-^  Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling. 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion. 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art; 
Yisit  us  with  thy  salvation. 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 
Breathe,  oh  breathe  thy  loving  spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ! 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let-us  find  thy  promised  rest. 


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HYMNS  245,  246. 


Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  tliee  as  thine  hosts  above; 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  boundless  love. 
3  Finish,  then,  thy  new  creation. 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be  ; 
Let  us  see  our  whole  salvation 

Perfectly  secured  in  thee. 
Change  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place ; 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 
HYMN  245.  C.  M. 

QH  could  I  find  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  Grod, 
Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 

Cheer' d  by  his  staff  and  rod. 

2  Lord,  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day ; 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give. 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  0  Jesus,  come  and  rule  my  heart. 

And  make  me  wholly  thine. 
That  I  may  never  more  depart, 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  breath, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore; 
And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 

HYMN  246.  C.  M. 

r\  THOU  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
^^  I  lift  my  heart  to  thee ; 
In  all  my  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes. 
Hear  Lord,  remember  me. 
2  When  on  my  aching,  burden'd  heart. 
My  sins  lie  heavily. 


308 


HYMN  247. 


jM J  pardon  speak,  new  peace  impart ; 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  When  trials  sore  obstruct  my  way, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee, 
Oh  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day ; 
For  good  remember  me. 

4  If  on  my  face,  for  thy  dear  name, 

Shame  and  reproaches  be, 
I'll  hail  reproach  and  welcome  shame, 
If  thou  remembar  me. 

5  The  hour  is  near,  consigned  to  death, 

I  own  thy  just  decree  : 
Saviour,  with  my  last  parting  breath 
ril  cry,  "  Kemember  me.'' 

HYMN  247.  L.  M. 

GOD  of  my  life,  to  thee  I  call; 
Afflicted  at  thy  feet  I  fall ; 
When  the  great  water  floods  prevail, 
Leave  not  my  trembling  heart  to  fail. 

2  Friend  of  the  friendless  and  the  faint. 
Where  should  I  lodge  my  deep  complaint  ? 
Where  but  with  thee,  whose  open  door 
Invites  the  helpless  and  the  poor. 

3  Did  ever  mourner  plead  with  thee, 
And  thou  refuse  that  mourner's  plea  ? 
Does  not  thy  word  still  fix'd  remain, 
That  none  shall  seek  thy  face  in  vain  ? 

4  That  were  a  grief  I  could  not  bear. 
Didst  thou  not  hear  and  answer  prayer ; 
But  a  prayer-hearing,  answering  G!od 
Supports  me  under  every  load. 

5  Fair  is  the  lot  that 's  cast  for  me ; 

I  have  an  Advocate  with  thee  ; 

They  who  the  world  caresses  most 

Have  no  such  privilege  to  boast. 
__ 


HYMN  248. 


6  Poor  thoiigli  I  am,  despised,  forgot, 
'  Yet  God,  my  God,  forsakes  me  not ; 
And  he  is  safe,  and  must  succeed. 
For  whom  the  Lord  vouchsafes  to  plead. 

HYxAIN  248.  lY.  3. 

f^  THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  de- 
^^^  On  Yvdiom  in  alSiction  I  call, —  [^i??^^^; 

My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all, — ■ 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide  resort  with  thy 

To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ?  [sheep. 

Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep. 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ! 

3  Oh  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone. 

5  This  is  my  Beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odours  around. 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine. 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet. 

Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death  • 
The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet. 
The  air  is  perfumed  with  his  breath. 

7  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow 

To  water  the  gardens  of  grace ; 
From  which'  their  salvation  poor  sinners  shall 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face.       [know, 

8  He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word ; 


HYMN  249. 


He  speaks,  and  eternity,  fiU'cl  with  his  voice, 
E-e-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord. 

HYMN  249.  IV.  2. 

TTOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  liours^ 

■^■^  When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ! 

Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds,  and  sweet  flowers. 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  for  me ; 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim. 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December's  as  pleasant  as  May. 
5  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom. 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice. 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh. 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear; 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 
>  Content  with  beholding  his  face. 

My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd, 
No  changes  of  season  or  place 

Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind : 
While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 

A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 
And  prisons  would  palaces  prove. 

If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 
I:  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine. 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 
Say  why  do  I  languish  and  pine, 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long? 
Oh  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore; 
Or  take  me  up  to  thee  on  high. 

Where  winter  and  clouds  arc  no  more. 


311 


HYMNS  250,  251. 


HYMN  250.  ly.  2. 

■pNCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
-^-^  Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  thj  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine  : 
Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load ; 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  py  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terror  shall  cease, 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply; 
And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace — 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I; 
Speak,  Saviour,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice, 

Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold ; 
I  thirst  for  thy  Spirit  with  cries 

And  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 

3  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  I  mourn. 

My  hold  of  thy  promise  to  keep. 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return. 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep ; 
While  harass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight. 

The  tempter  suggests,  with  a  roar, 
'^  The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite. 

Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more." 

4  l^'et,  Lord,  if  thy  love  hath  design' d 

No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 
Ah  !  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Such  sweetness  in  waiting  for  thee  ? 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art. 

Thy  grace  is  my  only  resource ; 
If  e'er  thou  art  Lord  of  my  heart. 

Thy  Spirit  must  take  it  by  force. 

HYMN  251.  8s,  4s. 

Q  GOD  !  may  I  look  up  to  thee  ? 
^-^  I  would  address  thee  if  I  may ; 

312 


HYMN  252. 


And  tills  my  one  request  should  be^ 
Teach  me  to  priiy. 

Now,  in  my  sorrow,  I  would  ask 

What  thoughts  to  think,  what  words  to  say : 
Prayer  is  a  new  and  arduous  task — 

Teach  me  to  pray. 
A  heartless  form  will  not  suffice, 

The  self-deemed  rich  are  sent  awayj 
The  heart  must  bring  the  sacrifice — 

Teach  me  to  pray. 
To  whom  shall  I,  thy  creature,  turn  ? 

Whom  else  address  ?  whom  else  obey  ? 
Teach  me  the  lesson  I  would  learn — 

Teach  me  to  pray. 
Now,  in  my  hour  of  trouble,  deign 

To  bow  my  spirit  to  thy  sway ; 
Now,  let  me  ask  thee  not  in  vain — 

Teach  me  to  pray. 
To  thee  alone  my  eyes  look  up. 

Turn  not,  0  God  !  thy  face  away  ! 
Prayer  is  my  only  door  of  hope — 
Teach  me  to  pray. 

HYMN  252.  L.  M. 

n'^HE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 

-*-    Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, — 

My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

0  Lord  !  the  pilot's  part  perform, 

And  c;uide  and  guard  me  throuo;h  the  storm  ; 

Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill. 

Control  the  waves,  say,  '^  Peace — be  still !" 

Amid  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  soul  still  hangs  her  hope  on  thee ; 

Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 

Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 
___ 


HYMN  258. 


4  Dangers  of  every  shape  and  name 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  L:imb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

5  Though  tempest-toss'd,  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek ; 
Let  neither  winds  nor  stormy  main 
Force  back  my  shatter' d  bark  again. 

HYMN  253.  8s,  4s. 

lyrY  God  and  Father !  while  I  stray 
•^'-^  Far  from  my  home  in  life's  rough  way, 
Oh  !  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 
"Thy  will  be  done!'' 

2  Though  dark  my  path  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  "be  still"  and  murmur  not. 
Or  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 

"  Thy  will  be  done  V 

3  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved,  no  longer  nigh  ? 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"Thy  will  be  done!'' 

4  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prize,  it  ne'er  was  mine; 
I  only  yield  thee  what  was  thine  : 

"  Thy  will  be  done  !" 

5  Should  pining  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

My  Father  I  still  I  strive  to  say 
"Thy  will  be  done!" 

6  If  but  my  fliinting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest. 
My  God  !  to  thee  I  lenve  the  rest — 

"Thy  will  be  done  !" 

7  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 

314  • 


HYMN  254. 


All  now  that  maizes  it  hard  to  say 

"Thy  will  be  done!" 
8  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more. 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  before, 
I'll  sin(j  ujDon  a  happier  shore, 

*^Thy  will  be  done  !" 

HYMN  254.  lis,  10s,  4s. 

T7ORSAKE   me  not,  my  God  !    my  heart  is 

-^  sinking,  [vain; 

Bow'd  down  with  faithless  fears  and  bodings 

Busied  with  dark  imaginings,  and  drinking 

Th'  anticipated  cup  of  grief  and  pain  : 

But,  Lord,  I  lean  on  thee ;  thy  staff  and  rod 

Shall  guide  my  lot ; 

I  will  not  fear  if  thou,  my  God,  my  God, 

Forsake  me  not. 

Forsake  me  not,  my  God!  man  must  forsake  me. 

And  earth  grow  dim  and  vanish  from  my  sight; 

Through  death's  dark  vale  no  human  hand  may 

take  me,  [light : 

No  friend's  fond  smile  may  bless  me  with  its 

Alone  the  silent  pathway  must  be  trod 

Through  that  drear  spot, 

For  I  must  die  alone — oh  then,  my  God, 

Forsake  me  not. 

Forsake  me  not,  my  God,  when  darkly  o'er  me 

lloU   thoughts  of  guilt,  and  overwhelm  my 

heart ; 

When  the  accuser,  threatening,  stands  before  me, 

And  trembling  conscience  writhes  beneath  the 

dart : 

Thou  who  canst  cleanse,  by  thine  atoning  blood. 

Each  sinful  spot, 

Plead  thou  my  cause,  my  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Forsake  me  not. 
_ 


HYMN  255. 


Forsake  me  not,  0  Thou,  thyself  forsaken 

In  that  mysterious  hour  of  agony,  [taken, 

"When    from    thy  soul    thy  Father's  smile  was 

Which  had  from  everlasting  dwelt  on  thee  ! 
Oh,  by  that  depth  of  anguish,  which  to  know 

Passes  man's  thought, 
By  that  last  bitter  cry,  incarnate  God, 
Forsake  me  not. 

HYMN  255.  11.  3. 

(HOME,  0  thou  Traveller  unknown, 
^-^  Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see, 
My  company  before  is  gone, . 

And  I  am  left  alone  v^ith  thee ; 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am, 

My  misery  and  sin  declare ; 
Thyself  hast  call'd  me  by  my  name. 

Look  on  thy  hands,  and  read  it  there : 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art. thou? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  stru.2:glest  to  get  free, 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold  : 
Art  thou  the  man  that  died  for  me  ? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold : 
W^restling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 

Thy  new,  unutterable  name  ? 
Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell ; 

To  know  it  now  resolved  I  am : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

5  What  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain, 


And  murmur  to  contend  so  long 


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HYMN  255. 


I  rise  superior  to  my  pain  ', 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong ! 
And  when  ni}^  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-man  prevail. 
G  Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak, 

But  confident  in  self-despair; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak, 

Be  conquered  by  my  instant  prayer  : 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shall  move,  ' 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

7  ^Tis  Love  !  'tis  Love  I — thou  died'st  for  me; 

I  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart : 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee, 

Pure,  universal  Love  thou  art ; 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

8  My  prayer  hath  p.owcr  with  God,  the  grace 

Unspeakable  I  now  receive  ; 
Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face ; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face,  and  live  ! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove  : 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

9  I  know  thee.  Saviour,  who  thou  art, — 

Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  friend; 
Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 

But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end  : 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love 

10  The  Sun  of  Righteousness  on  me 

Hath  rose  with  healing  in  his  wings : 
Wither'd  my  nature's  strength,  from  thee 

My  soul  its  life  and  succour  brings ; 
My  help  is  all  laid  up  above  : 
Thy  mature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

11  Contented  now,  upon  my  thigh 

I  halt,  till  life's  short  journey  end; 
___ 


HYMNS  256,  267. 


All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  thee  alone  for  strength  depend ; 
Nor  have  I  power  from  thee  to  move : 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 
12  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey, 

Hell,  earth,  and  sin  with  ease  o'ercome ; 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way, 

And,  as  a  bounding  hart,  fly  home — 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature,  and  thy  name  is  Love. 


V.  HOLY  SPIRIT.     REVIVAL. 
HYMN  256.  S.  M. 

pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  come 
^-^   With  energy  divine, 
And  on  this  poor  benighted  soul 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

2  From  the  celestial  hills 

Life,  light,  and  joy  dispense; 
And  may  I  daily,  hourly  feel 
Thy  quickening  influence. 

3  Melt,  melt  this  frozen  heart. 

This  stubborn  will  subdue; 
Each  evil  passion  overcome, 
And  form  me  all  anew. 

4  Mine  will  the  blessing  be ; 

But  thine  shall  be  the  praise ; 
And  unto  thee  will  I  devote 
The  remnant  of  my  days. 

HYMN  257.  III.  1. 

XTOLY  Ghost,  with  light  divine, 
-*-*-  Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine  ; 

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HYMN  S58. 


Chase  the  shades  of  night 
Turn  the  darkness  into  day — 
Let  me  see  my  Saviour's  face, 
Let  me  all  his  beauties  trace : 
Show  those  glorious  truths  to  me 
Which  are  only  known  by  thee. 

2  Holy  Ghost,  with  power  divine, 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine  : 
Long  has  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  the  soul : 

Oft  I  of  its  power  complain, 
Yet  I  live  beneath  its  reign : 
In  thy  mercy  pity  me,    ■ 
From  this  bondage  set  me  free. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  with  joy  divine. 
Cheer  this  sadden'd  heart  of  mine ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart; 
Y'ield  a  sacred,  settled  peace. 
Bid  it  grow  and  still  increase — 
Till  each  anxious  thought  expires, 
Till  my  joy  to  heaven  aspires. 

4  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Cast  down  every  idol  throne, 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 
See,  to  thee  I  yield  my  heart, 
Shed  thy  life  through  every  part ; 
A  pure  temple  I  would  be, 
Wholly  dedicate  to  thee. 

HYMN  258.  C.  M. 

pOME,  Holy  Spirit,  love  divine, 
^-^   Thy  cleansing  power  impart ; 
Each  erring  thought  and  wish  refine 
That  wanders  near  my  heart. 

319  3 


HYMNS  258. 


There  let  thy  quickening  breezes  blow, 

Thine  influences  be 
Such  as  revive  thy  hidden  ones, 

And  lift  their  souls  to  thee. 

2  Through  darkening  rains  and  threatening 

My  little  bark  doth  ride ;  [storms 

Oh  save  me  from  the  fatal  wreck 

Of  sin's  devouring  tide  ! 
By  past  corrections  humbled  still, 

Let  no  vain  passion  start 
"Within  the  consecrated  veil 

Of  a  believer's  heart. 

3  Oft  hast  thou  cast  mo  to  the  ground, 

O'erwhelmed  with  grief  and  pain; 
Yet  hath  thy  pitying  hand  restored. 

And  led  me  forth  again — ■ 
Forth  from  the  shades  of  sullen  wo. 

From  darkness  and  dismay, 
And  o'er  my  anguish  pour'd  the  sweet 

Consolatory  ray. 

4  0  Lord  !  how  mingled  was  thy  love 

In  all  my  deep  distress ! 
Thou  gavest  the  knowledge  of  thy  word — ■ 

That  gift  of  sovereign  grace  ! 
And  shall  my  peevish  heart  regret 

The  momentary  pain 
That  follows  on  departed  joys 

In  life's  contracted  span — 

5  Time's  little  inch,  that  steals  away 

With  every  fleeting  breath. 
And  points  to  an  eternity 

Beyond  the  reach  of  death  ? 
Enough,  my  soul,  enough  of  time. 

And  time's  uncerfain  things  ; 
Farewell,  that  busy  hive,  the  world. 

And  all  its  thousand  stinsrs. 

1)20  ' 


HYMN  259. 


6  As  feathers  on  the  passing  stream, 

Our  earthly  pleasures  move ; 
And  transient  as  the  evening  beam 

That  gilds  the  verdant  grove. 
To  other  climes,  to  other  skies, 

My  lifted  soul  aspires  : 
Thither  my  vrandering  thoughts  ascend. 

And  all  my  best  desires. 

7  Awhile  I  strive,  awhile  I  mourn, 

^Midst  thorns  and  briers  here; 
But  God  vouchsafes  with  love  divine 

My  drooping  heart  to  cheer. 
Though  meaner  than  the  meanest  saint. 

My  heavenly  Guide  I  see ; 
I  hear  a  voice  behind  me  say, 

"That  Jesus  died  for  me.'' 

HYMN  259.  6s. 

T  ORD  of  all  power  and  might ! 
-"^  Grant  me  that  inward  sight, 

Which  views  the  things  unseen; 
All  earthly  objects  fade, 
My  life,  a  fleeting  shade, 
Ne'er  for  one  moment  stay'd, 

Will  soon  have  cross'd  the  scene. 

2  Each  moment  it  moves  on. 
Still  hastening  to  be  gone; 

'Till  seen  on  earth  no  more, 
I  reach  that  unknown  state 
Where  souls  thy  sentence  wait. 
To  fix  their  lasting  fate, 

And  hope  of  change  is  o'er. 

3  Now,  while  there  yet  is  time. 
While  earth's  brief  day  grows  dim^ 

Darken'd  by  pain  and  wo; 
Kindle  that  lamp  of  faith. 
Which  can  make  bright  my  path, 
___ 


HYxMN  260. 


E'en  through  the  vale  of  death, 

If  thither  now  I  go. 
4  Man  cannot  wake  the  spark, 
In  my  soul's  chamber  dark — 

Nor  keep  the  flame  alive ; 
Kindling  thyself  the  light, 
Deign  thou  to  keep  it  bright. 
Till  where  is  no  more  night. 

In  safety  I  arrive. 

HYMN  260.  III.  3. 

HOLY  Comforter  !  who  guidest 
Those  who  seek  thine  aid  divine; 
Who  in  contrite  heart  abidest, 

Now  amid  my  darkness  shine  ! 
Though  around  me  waves  are  swelling. 

And  the  storms  of  life  increase  : 
If  my  heart  be  made  thy  dwelling, 

I  shall  still  be  kept  in  peace. 
'Tis  thine  office,  blessed  Spirit  ! 

Christ's  remembrancer  to  be ; 
Though  such  grace  I  cannot  merit, 

Now  recall  his  words  to  me ; 
Though  with  grief  my  heart  seems  broken, 

Though  the  wave  go  o'er  my  soul ; 
Every  word  by  Jesus  spoken 

Makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole. 
Grod  of  peace  and  consolation  ! 

Pour  this  balm  upon  my  mind; 
In  my  Saviour's  cross  and  passion. 

Strength  and  healing  let  me  find  ! 
Is  the  outward  man  decaying  ? 

Be  the  inward  man  renew'd  I 
Now,  thy  power  and  love  displaying, 

Cheer  my  mournful  solitude. 
Take  the  things  to  Christ  belonging, 

Manifest  his  love  to  me ; 


322 


HYMNS  261,  262. 


Check  these  thoughts  of  anguish,  thronging 
This  poor  heart,  resigned  to  thee  : 

Show  me'  life  nor  death  can  sever 
From  my  soul  that  heavenly  Friend  : 

Tell  me  he  is  mine  forever, 
And  will  love  me  to  the  end. 

HYxMN  261.  7s,  6s. 

TN  the  hour  of  my  distress, 
-*-  When  temptations  me  oppress, 
And  when  I  my  sins  ^confess, 

Sweet  Spirit,  comfort  me  I 
2  When  I  lie  upon  my  bed, 
Sick  in  heart,  and  sick  in  head, 
And  with  doubts  disquieted. 
Sweet  Spirit,  comfort  me  ! 
o  When  the  house  doth  sigh  and  weep, 
And  the  world  is  drown'd  in  sleep. 
Yet  mine  eyes  the  watch  do  keep, 
Sweet  Spirit,  comfort  me  ! 

4  When  the  tempter  me  pursueth 
With  transgressions  of  my  youth, 
And  condemns  me  with  untruth, 

Sv;eet  Spirit,  comfort  me  ! 

5  When  the  judgment  is  reveal'd, 

'  And  that  open'd  which  was  seal'd; 
yv''hcn  to  thee  I  have  appeal' d. 

Sweet  Spirit,  comfort  me  ! 

HYMN  262.  L.  M. 

T  OOK  down,  0  Lord  !  with  pitying  eye, 
-"^  See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie; 
Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground,  - 
And  scatters  slaughter'd  heaps  around. 
And  can  these  dead  awake  and  live  ? 
And  can  these  pcrish'd  bones  revive  ? 


HYMNS  263,  204. 


That,  Miglity  GoJ  !   to  thee  is  known; 

That  wondrous  work  is  all  thine  own. 

Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain 

To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  ; 

In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 

Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death 

Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice, — 

They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 

HYMN  2G3.  L.  M. 

Q.REAT  Lord  of  all  thy  churches,  hear 
^^    Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer; 
Perfumed  by  thee,  oh  may  it  rise 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace, 
Heal  all  our  breaches,  grant  us  peace ; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

3  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners'  hear  thy  voice  and  live ; 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

4  May  aged  saints,  matured  with  grace, 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness ; 

And  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

5  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise. 
And,  weeping,  sow  the  seed  of  praise, 
In  humble  hope  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prajer. 

HYMN  264.  IIL  3. 

^AVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation. 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ! 
~32i      ~  '^ 


HYMN  265. 


All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  thou  return  again  ; 
Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance — 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high ; 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 

Ever}^  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

Surely,  once  thy  garden  flourish'd  ! 

Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  : 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourish'd  ! 

Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  ! 
Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither; 

Thou  canst  make  us  bloom  again  : 
Oh,  permit  us  not  to  wither. 

Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain  ! 

Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Make  us  prevalent  in  prayers ; 
Let  each  one  esteem'd  thy  servant, 

Shun  the  world's  bewitching  snares; 
Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 

Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh, 
And  begin,  from  this  good  hour, 

To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 


HYMN  265.  H.  1. 

'T^HE  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 

-■-    The  spices  yield  their  rich  perfumes, 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive : 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine 
From  Jesus  flow  to  every  vine. 

And  make  the  dead  revive. 

2  This  makes  the  dry  and  barren  ground 

In  springs  of  water  to  abound. 

And  fruitful  soil  become  : 

The  desert  blossoms  as  the  rose, 

When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And  makes  his  people  one. 
__ 


HYMN  266. 


3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun, 

My  soul  a  witness  is. — 
Come,  taste  and  see,  the  pardon  free 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me  : 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  pitiful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  relieve. 
None  are  too  late,  if  they  repent ; 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went : 

Jesus  did  him  receive. 

5  Come,  brethren,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus'  ways  go  on  : 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  there. 

When  we  arrive  at  home. 

6  There  we  shall  reign,  and  shout,  and  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home. — 
Come  on,  come  on,  all  brethren  dear  ! 
Soon  we  shall  meet  together  there. 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

HYMN  266.  III.  1. 

TESUS,  God  of  love,  attend, 
•^    From  thy  glorious  throne  descend ; 
Answer  now  some  waiting  heart, 
Now  some  harden' d  soul  convert : 
To  our  Advocate  we  fly, 
Let  us  feel  Emmanuel  nigh. 
Manifest  thy  love  abroad. 
Make  us  now  the  sons  of  God. 
2  Hover  round  us,  King  of  kings. 
Rise  with  healing  in  thy  wings ; 


HYMN  267. 


Melt  our  obstinacy  down, 
Cause  us  to  become  thine  own; 
Set,  oil  set  the  captive  free, 
Draw  our  backward  souls  to  thee ; 
Let  us  all  from  thee  receive 
Light  to  see,  and  life  to  live. 

3  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Join  to  seek  and  save  the  lost ; 
Kaise  us  sinners  to  thy  throne, 
Add  us  jewels  to  thy  crown  ! 
Are  we  not  without  thy  light, 
Darkened  with  Egyptian  night? 
Light  of  light,  thy  power  exert, 
Lighten  each  benighted  heart ! 

4  Give  the  heavy-laden  rest, 

Christ  make  known  in  every  breast: 
Void  of  thee  we  quickly  die ; 
Turn  our  sackcloth  into  joy  : 
Witness  all  our  sins  forgiven, 
Grant  on  earth  a  glimpse  of  heaven; 
Bring  the  J03'ful  tidings  down, 
Fit  us  for  our  future  crown. 

HYMN  267.  IL  2. 

^lON,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength, 
^^  Resume  thy  beautiful  array; 
The  promised  Saviour  comes  at  length. 

To  chase  thy  guilt  and  grief  away  : 
Thee  for  his  purpose  God  shall  own, 
And  save  thee  b}^  his  dying  Son. 

2  Jerusalem,  be  holy  now, 

Satan  no  more  shall  dwell  in  thee ; 
Wash'd  from  thy  sin,  and  white  as  snow. 

Prepare  thy  God-made-man  to  see ; 
Prepare  Emmanuel  to  behold. 
And  hear  his  peaceful  inessage  told. 

"327  bI 


HYMN  268. 


Shake  off  the  dust,  arise  with  speed, 

And  cast  away  the  chains  of  sin, — 
Too  long  hast  thou  a  captive  been  ; 

Redemption's  near,  lift  up  thine  head : 
Forth  from  thy  prison  come,  and  shake 
The  yoke  of  bondage  from  thy  neck. 
Though  ye  have  sold  yourselves  for  naught. 

And  forfeited  your  claim  to  heaven, 
Accept  the  Saviour's  love  unbought; 

Your  treason  now  is  all  forgiven  : 
His  blood  the  fallen  race  restores, 
And  saves  without  desert  of  yours. 


VI.  GOD. 

HYMN  268.  II.  4. 

T  GIYI]  immortal  praise 
■^  To  God  the  Father's  love. 
For  all  my  comforts  here. 
And  better  hopes  above. 
He  sent  his  own  eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood, 

From  everlasting  wo. 
And  now  he  lives,  and  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give ; 

Whose  new  creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinner  live. 

His  work  completes  the  great  design, 

And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine. 
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HYMNS  269,  270. 


HYMN  269.  C.  M. 

TN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
-^  In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways. 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they're  form'd  within; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

HYMN  270.  C.  M. 

TT'EEP  silence,  all  created  things, 
■^^  And  wait  your  Maker's  nod ; 
My  soul  stands  tremblinof,  while  she  sings 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown. 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne. 
Nor  borrows  leave — to  he. 

3  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 

With  every  angel's  form  and  size 

Drawn  by  the  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine: 

Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  stroke 

Fulfils  some  deep  design. 
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HYMN  271 


5  Here,  he  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown ; 
And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 

Nor  God  the  reason  gives ; 
Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry 
Between  the  folded  leaves. 

7  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace 

Oh  may  I  find  my  name 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord — the  Lamb. 

HYMN  271.  C.  M. 

f~\  GOD  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
^-^  Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast. 
And  our  eternal  home — 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 

Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  : 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood. 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone. 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night. 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  0  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last. 
And  our  eternal  home. 

330 


HYMNS  272,  273. 


HYMN  272.  L.  M. 

'T^HEIIE'S  not  a  bird  (with  lonely  nest 
-*-  In  pathless  wood  or  mountain  crest,) 
Nor  meaner  thing,  which  does  not  share, 

0  God  !  in  thy  paternal  care. 
There's  not  a  being  now  accurst. 
Who  did  not  taste  thy  goodness  first; 
And  every  joy  the  wicked  sec 
lleceived  its  origin  from  thee. 

Each  barren  crag,  each  desert  rude, 

Holds  thee  within  its  solitude; 

And  thou  dost  bless  the  wand'rer  there 

Who  makes  his  solitary  prayer. 

In  busy  mart  and  crowded  street. 

No  less  than  in  the  still  retreat, 

Thou,  Lord,  art  near,  our  souls  to  bless 

With  all  a  parent's  tenderness. 

And  every  moment  still  doth  bring 

Thy  blessings  on  its  loaded  wing; 

Widely  they  spread  through  earth  and  sky, 

And  last  to  all  eternity. 

Through  all  creation  let  thy  name 

Be  eclio'd  with  a  glad  acclaim; 

Thy  praise  let  grateful  churches  sing. 

With  praise  let  heaven  forever  ring. 

And  we,  where'er  our  lot  is  cast, 

While  life  and  thought  and  feeling  last. 

Through  all  our  years,  in  every  place. 

Will  bless  thee  for  thy  boundless  grace. 

HYMN  273.  C.  M. 

nnilE  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all, 
-^    His  station  who  can  find  ? 

1  hear  him  in  the  waterfall 

I  hear  him  in  the  wind  ! 


331 


HYMN  274. 


2  If  in  the  gloom  of  night  I  shroud, 

His  f;ice  I  cannot  fly; 
I  see  him  in  the  evening  cloud, 
And  in  the  morning  sky. 

3  He  lives,  he  reigns,  in  every  land, 

From  winter's  polar  snows 
To  v;here  across  the  burning  sand 
The  blasting  meteor  glows. 

4  He  smiles,  we  live — he  frowns,  we  die- 

We  hang  upon  his  word ; 
He  rears  his  red  right  arm  on  high. 
And  ruin  bares  his  sword. 

5  He  bids  his  blasts  the  fields  deform — 

Then,  when  his  thunders  cease. 
Sits  like  the  Ruler  of  the  storm. 
And  smiles  the  wind  to  peace ! 


HYMN  274.  C.  M. 

^HE  Lord  descended  from  above, 
-^    And  bow'd  the  heavens  most  high; 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherub  and  on  cherubim 

Full  royally  he  rode. 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain ; 
And  he,  a  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

4  0  God,  my  strength  and  fortitude ! 

Of  force  I  must  love  thee  : 

Thou  art  my  castle  and  defence 

In  my  necessity ! 
___  .  _ 


HYMNS  275,  276. 


VII.  CHRIST. 
HYMN  275.  lis,  10s. 

"DRIGHTESTand  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid ! 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall : 
Angels  adore  him  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odours  of  Eden  and  off 'rings  divine? 
Gems  of  the  mountain  and  pearls  of  the  ocean. 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 

Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favour  secure ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning ! 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid ! 

HYMN  276.  II.  6. 

Q  WEET  is  the  song  of  heaven, 
^  The  anthem  of  the  sky-r 
"  Good-will  to  man  be  given. 

Glory  to  God  on  high  :" 
While  every  heart  rejoices 

To  sing  of  peace  on  earth, 
We'll  tune  our  feeble  voices. 

To  sing  a  Saviour's  birth. 

333 


HYMX  2' 


Sweet  is  the  song  of  heaven, 
The  anthem  of  the  sky — 

''  Good-will  to  man  be  given, 
Glory  to  God  on  high." 

2  Publish  the  o;reat  Salvation  ; 
Repeat  the  heavenly  strain 
Through  every  land  and  nation — 

O'er  every  hill  and  plain; 
Let  notes  of  joy  and  gladness 
The  clieerfiil  strain  prolong, 
Nor  let  one  note  of  sadness 
Be  mingled  with  the  song. 
Sweet  is  the  song,  &c. 

HYMN  277.  7s,  6s. 

TTAPPY  angels  !  still  ye  dwell 
-^      In  yon  worlds  of  glory ; 
And  in  joyous  anthem  swell 

L'ove's  redeeming  story. 
Shining  multitudes  !  ye  came 
Our  Redeemer  to  proclaim ; 
Still  your  song  is  just  the  same — ' 
Glory,  glory,  glory  ! 

2  Angels,  sing  again  with  man — 
Swell  our  strain  of  glory; 
Shout  with  us  the  wondrous  plan, 

Love's  redeeming  story. 
Soon  our  stay  on  earth  shall  fail. 
Soon  shall  drop  the  mortal  veil, 
Then  in  song  and  voice  we'll  hail. 
Glory,  glory,  glory  ! 

Christ,  our  Lord,  the  theme,  the  so7ig — 

(Then  no  more  the  stranger 
Welcomed  by  the  shining  throng 

In  lone  Bethlehem's  manger,) 

___  . 


HYMN  278. 


Robed  in  peerless  majesty, 
Soon  our  eyes  shall  also  see ; 
Then  we'll  sing,  "  'Tis  He,  'tis  He  ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory  V 

HYMN  278.  III.  2. 

TESUS,  while  he  dwelt  below, 
•^    (As  divine  historians  say,) 
To  a  garden  oft  would  go. 

Near  to  Kedron's  brook  it  lay  : 
When  from  noise  he  would  be  free, 
Then  he  sought  Gethsemane. 

2  Thither,  by  their  Master  brought, 

His  disciples  likewise  came  ; 
There  the  heavenly  truths  be  taught 

Often  set  their  hearts  in  flame  : 
All  things  did  to  them  agree 
To  endear  Gethsemane, 

3  Here  they  oft  conversing  sat, 

Or  might  join  with  Clirist  in  prayer; 
Oh  !  what  blest  devotion  that, 

"When  the  Lord  himself  was  there  ! 
Yet  how  little  could  they  see 
Why  he  chose  Gethsemane. 

4  Full  of  love  to  man's  lost  race. 

On  his  conflict  much  he  thought, 
This  he  knew  the  destined  place. 

And  he  loved  the  sacred  spot : 
Love  to  them,  and  love  to  me, 
Made  him  love  Gethsemane. 

5  Many  woes  had  he  endured ; 

Many  sore  temptations  met — 
Patient,  and  to  pain  inured  ; 

But  the  sorest  trial  yet 
Was  to  be  sustained  in  thee, 
Mournful,  dark  Gethsemane  ! 

"335  4  C 


HYMN  278. 


6  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night, 

Vengeance  with  its  iron  rod 
Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 

Bruised  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God  : 
See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see, 
Prostrate  in  Gethseniane  ! 

7  View  him  in  that  dark  recess 

Agonizing,  bathed  in  blood, 
View  thy  Maker's  deep  distress, 

Hear  the  cries  and  groans  of  God : 
Then  reflect  what  sin  must  be. 
Gazing  on  Gethsemane  ! 

8  Oh  what  wonders  love  has  done. 

But  how  little  understood  ! 
God  well  knows,  and  knows  alone. 

What  produced  that  sweat  of  blood  : 
Who  can  thy  deep  mysteries  see, 
AYonderful  Gethsemane ! 

9  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt; 

This  through  grace  can  be  believed; 
But  the  horrors  that  he  felt 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceived  : 
None  can  penetrate  tlirough  thee, 
Doleful,  sad  Gethsemane  ! 

10  Lord,  I  have  no  claim  to  share 

In  a  fovour  so  divine, 
But  since  sin  first  brought  thee  there. 

None  have  greater  sins  than  mine  : 
And  to  this  my  mournful  plea. 
Witness  thou,  Gethsemane  ! 

11  Sins  against  a  holy  God, 

Sins  against  his  righteous  laws ; 
Sins  against  his  love,  his  blood. 

Sins  against  his  name  and  cause  : 
Sins  immense  as  is  the  sea — 
Hide  me,  0  Gethsemane  ! 
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HYMN  279. 


12  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone  : 

None  a  Saviour  more  can  need  ; 
Deeds  of  rigliteousness  I've  none, 

No,  not  one  good  work  to  plead  : 
Not  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 
But  in  rich  Gethsemanc  ! 

13  Saviour!  all  the  stone  remove 

From  my  flinty,  frozen  heart; 
Thaw  it  with  thy  beams  of  love  ; 

Pierce  it  with  a  blood-dipp'd  dart : 
To  that  cleansing  fount  I  lice, 
Open'd  in  Gcthsemane. 

14  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 

One  almighty  God  of  love, 
Il^aun'd  by  all  the  heavenly  host 

In  thy  shining  courts  above  : 
We  poor  sinners,  gracious  Three, 
Bless  thee  for  Gethsemane  ! 

HYMN  279.  IV.  2. 

^"pHOU  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver 
•^  stream  beam; 

Our  Saviour    would  linger  in  moonlight's  soft 
And  by  thy  bright  waters  till  midnight  would 

stay. 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  tlie  toils  of  the  day. 
How  damp  were  the  vapours  that  fell  on  his  head  ! 
How  harcl  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed  ! 
The  ano;els  beholdiun;,  amazed  at  the  sight, 
Attended  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 
0  garden  of  Olives,  thou  dear  honour'd  spot ! 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above, 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love. 
Come,  saints,  and  adore  him;  come  bow  at  his 

feet : 

Oh  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet ; 
__ 


HYMN  280. 


Let  joyful  liosannas  unceasing  arise, 

And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 

HYMN  280.  8s,  4s. 

f\  MY  Redeemer  !  can  I  sleep, 
^-^  With  heart  at  ease,  with  spirits  light, 
When  thou  for  me  such  watch  didst  keep, 
On  this  sad  night  ? 

2  Shall  I  not  watch  with  thee  one  hour  ? 

Shall  I  not  think  what  griefs  were  thine. 
Contemplating  the  amazing  power 
Of  love  divine  ? 

3  This  night  there  fell  on  thee  the  shock 

(By  thine  omniscience  long  foreseen) 
Of  treachery  'midst  the  little  fiock, 
Yet  Thou,  serene — 

4  With  words  of  holiest  tenderness 

Didst  only  strive  their  grief  to  calm ; 

Their  fainting  hearts  to  soothe  and  bless. 

With  heavenly  balm  ! 

5  Oh  what  a  passover  they  shared  I 

Nor  them  alone  didst  thou  include  : 
For  us  that  feast  was  then  prepared — 
Faith's  mj'Stic  food. 

6  The  heavenly  manna  then  bestow'd, 

Endued  with  undecaying  power. 
Has  nourished  the  whole  church  of  God 
E'en  from  that  hour. 

7  Thence  would  I  follow  thee  in  thought, 

To  that  lone  spot,  so  dark  for  thee. 
For  us  with  light  and  gladness  fraught, 
Gethsemane  ! 

8  Thine  unknown  anguish  suffer'd  there — 

Thy  sweat  of  blood — the  wrath  of  God — 
All  were  endured  that  wo  might  share 
Thy  bright  abode. 


HYMN  281. 


9  And  when  that  last  sad  morning  came, 
Following  a  night  of  ap^-ony, 
"When  Thou  Grod's  undefiled  Lamb 
Wert  led  to  die, — 

10  What  sounds,  what  sights  surrounded  Him 
Whoso  praise  tunes  every  harp  in  heaven  ! 
No  wonder  contrite  tears  should  dim 
The  record  given  ! 

HYMN  281.  II.  6. 

Q  SACilED  Head  !  now  wounded, 
^-^  ^Vith  grief  and  shame  weigh'd  down — 
Now  scornfully  surrounded. 

With  thorns  thine  only  crown; 
0  sacred  Head  !  w^hat  glory, 

What  bliss  ere  now  was  thine  ! 
But  though  despised  and  gory, 

I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  Oh  noblest  brow  and  dearest, 

In  other  days  the  world 
All  fear'd  when  thou  appear'dst — 

What  shame  is  on  thee  hurl'd  ! 
How  art  thou  pale  with  anguish, 

With  sore  abuse  and  scorn  ! 
How  docs  that  visao-e  languish 

Which  once  was  brijiht  as  morn  ! 


•&• 


What  thou,  my  Lord,  hast  suiler'd 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain. 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression, 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain. 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour, — 

'Tis  I  deserve  thy  place : 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favour, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

Receive  me,  my  Redeemer, 

My  Shepherd,  make  me  thine ; 


'6od 


HYxMN  281. 


Of  ev.ery  good  the  fountain, 
Thou  art  the  spring  of  mine. 

Thy  lips  with  love  distilling, 
And  milk  of  truth  sincere, 

With  heaven's  bliss  are  filling 
The  soul  that  trembles  here. 

5  The  joy  can  ne'er  be  spoken, 

Above  all  joy  beside, 
When  in  thy  body  broken, 

I  thus  with  safety  hide. 
My  Lord  of  life,  desiring 

Thy  glory  now  to  see, 
Beside  thy  cross  expiring, 

I'd  breathe  my  soul  to  thee. 

6  What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow, — ■ 

Thy  pity  without  end  ? 
Oh  make  me  thine  forever ; 

And  should  I  fainting  be, 
Lord,  let  mo  never,  never 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee. 

7  If  I  should  #vcr  leave  thee, 

0  Jfsus,  leave  not  me  j 
In  faith  may  I  receive  thee 

When  death  shall  set  me  free. 
When  strength  and  comfort  languish, 

And  I  must  hence  depart, 
Eclease  me  then  from  anguish, 

By  thine  own  wounded  heart. 

8  Be  near  when  I  am  dying, 

Oh  show  thy  cross  to  me  ! 
And  for  my  succour  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  to  set  me  free  : 
These  eyes  new  faith  receiving 

From  Jesus  will  not  move, 

840 


HYMNS  282,  283. 


For  he  who  dies  believing, 
Dies  safely  through  thy  love. 

HYMN  282.  C.  M. 

A  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 
-^^  And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
"Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 

For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 
"Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  Grace  unknown  ! 

And  love  beyond  degree  I 
W^ell  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 

For  man  the  creature's  sin. 
Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  fiice 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 

And  melt  mine  eyes  in  tears. 
But  floods  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  ul*^^self  away ; 

'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

HYMN  283. 
Q  A  W  ye  my  Saviour  ?  Saw  ye  my  Saviour  ? 
^  Saw  ye  my  Saviour  and  God  ? 

Oh,  he  died  on  Calvary, 

To  atone  for  you  and  me. 
And  to  purchase  our  pardon  with  blood. 
He  was  extended, — He  was  extended, — 
Painfully  nail'd  to  the  cross; 

There  he  bow'd  his  head  and  died, — 

Thus  my  Lord  was  erucilied, 
To  atone  for  a  world  that  was  lo.«t. 


341 


HYMN  284. 


3  Hail,  niiglity  Saviour  !  hail,  mighty  Saviour, 
prince  and  the  author  of  peace  ! 

Oh,  he  burst  the  bars  of  death, 

And  triumphant  from  the  earth 

He  ascended  to  mansions  of  bliss. 

4  There  interceding, — there  interceding, — 
Pleading  that  sinners  may  live, 

Crying,  '^  Father,  I  have  died. 
Oh,  behold  my  hands  and  side. 
Oh,  forgive  them,  I  pray  thee,  forgive  V 

5  ^'I  will  forgive  them, — I  will  forgive  them 
When  they  repent  and  believe,— 

Let  them  now  return  to  thee, 
And  be  reconciled  to  me. 
And  salvation  they  all  shall  receive." 

HYMN  284.  HI.  1. 

"OOUND  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
-^  Faint  and  bleeding,  who  is  He  ? 
By  the  eyes  so  pale  and  dim, 
Streaming  blood  and  writhing  limb, 
By  the  flesh  with  scourges  torn, 
By  the  crown  of  twisted  thorn, 
By  the  side  so  deeply  pierced, 
By  the  baffled,  burning  thirst, 
By  the  drooping  death-dew' d  brow. 
Son  of  man  !  His  Thou!  'tis  Thou  ! 
2  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree 
Dread  and  awful,  who  is  He  ?. 
By  the  sun  at  noonday  pale, 
Shivering  rocks  and  rending  veil ; 
By  earth  that  trembled  at  his  doom. 
By  yonder  saints  who  burst  their  tomb ; 
By  Edon,  promised,  ere  he  died, 
To  the  felon  at  his  side; 
Lord  !  our  suppliant  knees  we  bow, 
Son  of  God  !  'tis  Thou  !  His  Thou  ! 

342       ~~  ~~      ~ 


HYxMN  285. 


3  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Sad  and  dying,  who  is  lie  ? 
By  the  last  and  bitter  cry, 
The  breath  resign'd  in  agony; 
By  the  lifeless  body  laid 

In  the  chamber  of  the  dead ; 
By  the  mourners  come  to  weep 
Where  the  bones  of  Jesus  sleep; 
Crucified  !  we  know  thee  now  ; 
Son  of  man  !  'tis  Thou  !  'tis  Thou  ! 

4  Bound  upon  the  accursed  tree, 
Dread  and  awful,  who  is  He  ? 
By  the  prayer  for  them  that  slew, 

"  Lord  !  they  know  not  what  they  do  I" 

By  the  spoil'd  and  empty  grave. 

By  the  souls  he  died  to  save, 

By  the  conquest  he  hath  won, 

By  the  saints  before  his  throne. 

By  the  rainbow  round  his  brow, 

Son  of  God  !  'tis  Thou  !  'tis  Thou  ! 

IIYMX  285.  C.  I\I. 

~P LUNGED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
-"-     We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and  (oh,  amazing  love !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above. 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled; 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh. 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ! 

343 


HYMN  286. 


And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

Ano-cls,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 

But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told  ! 


HYMN  286.  HI 


.  o. 


TTATL  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
-^-^  Hail,  thou  everlasting  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us ; 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour  ! 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  : 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favour; 

Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 
Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed. 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid : 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 
All  thy  people  are  forgiven 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood ; 
Opcn'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, — 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 
Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory. 

There  forever  to  abide  ! 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading. 

There  our  place  thou  dost  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  vre  appear. 
Worship,  honour,  power,  and  blessing. 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  cive. 


3-14 


HYMN  287. 


8  Help,  yc  biio:bt  angelic  spirits, 

Brinp;  your  sweetest,  noblest  laj's; 

Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, — 

Help  to  chant  Emmanuel's  praise. 

HYMN  287.  L.  M. 

A  WAKE,  my  soul,  to  joyful  lays, 
■^^  And  sing  the  great  Redeemer's  praise; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  free  ! 

His  loving-kindness — loving-kindness, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  free  ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall. 

Yet  loved  me,  notwithstanding  all; 
He  saved  me  from  nly  lost  estate. 
His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  great ! 

3  Though  numerous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along. 

His  loving-kindness,  oh  how  strong  ! 

4  When  trouble  like  a  gloomy  cloud. 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving- kindness,  oh  how  good  ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Jesus  to  depart ; 
But  though  I  him  have  oft  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
Oh  !  may  my  last-expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

7  Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing,  with  rapture  and  surprise, 
His  loving-kindness  in  the  skies. 


HYMNS  288,  289. 


HYMN  288.  C.  M. 

XTOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
-^-^  In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  v/hole, 

It  calms  the  troubled  breast, 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
iVnd  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Dear  name  !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding-place, 
My  never-failing  treasury,  fill'd 
With  boundle^  stores  of  grace. 

4  By  thee  my  prayers  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiled; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain. 
And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 

5  Jesus,  my  shepherd,  guardian,  ftiend, 

My  prophet,  priest,  and  king; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

6  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  hearl;. 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

HYMN  289.  C.  M. 

TITITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

*  *     Of  our  High-Priest  above ; 
His  heart  is  mad(i  of  tenderness, 
His  very  name  is  Love. 
2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within. 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean. 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

~346 


HYMN  290. 


3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Ilcdecmer  stood, 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
llesisting  unto  blood. 

4  lie,  in  his  days  of  feeble  flesli,__ 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 
And  still  vouchsafes  to  feel  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  fla 

But  raise  it  to  a  flame  : 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  Ins  power  : 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 
For  every  trying  hour. 


■i=>   fc" 


HYMN  290.  11.  4. 

TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
^    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power. 
That  mortals  ever  knew. 

That  angels  ever  bore  : 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth — 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 
Jesus,  my  great  High-Priest, 

Offer' d  his  blood  and  died  : 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside  : 
His  powerful  blood  did  once  atone. 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne. 
My  great  Almighty  Lord  ! 

My  conqueror  and  my  King  ! 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword. 

Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing: 
Thine  is  the  power :  behold  I  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet. 


'A7 


HYMN  291. 


voice 


4  I  love  my  Shepherd's 

His  watchful  eje  shall  keep 
My  wandering  soul  among 

The  thousands  of  his  sheep : 
He  feeds  his  flock,  he  calls  their  names  : 
His  bosom  bears  the  tender  lambs. 

5  To  this  great  Surety's  hand 

Will  I  commit  my  cause  ; 
He  answers  and  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  laws: 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set ; 
My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt. 

6  Now  let  my  soul  arise 

And  tread  the  tempter  down  : 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 

To  conquest  and  a  crown : 
A  feeble  saint  sball  win  the  day, 
Though  death  aiid  hell  obstruct  my  way. 

HYMN  291.  II.  6. 

LOKD,  I  would  rise  each  morning 
In  thj/  blest  path  to  tread  : 
Such  light  from  thence  is  dawning, 

I  ne'er  can  be  misled  : 
That  heavenly  track  pursuing, 

My  soul  fresh  strength  will  gain : 
That  bright  example  viewing, 
Some  likeness  to  attain. 

2  Each  grace,  with  mild  effulgence, 

Through  thy  demeanour  shone  : 
Self-pleasing,  self-indulgence, 

To  thee  were  never  known  : 
'Twas  as  a  ''  man  of  sorrows" 

Thy  years  were  pass'd  below  ; 
From  this  the  suiferer  borrows 

A  balm  for  every  wo. 

348 


HYMN  291. 


3  Privation,  self-denial, 

Fatigue,  opprobrium,  scorn — 
Each  varied  form  of  trial 

]>y  thee  were  hourly  borne ; 
Full  oft  thine  heart  was  wounded, 

E'en  by  that  chosen  few 
Toward  whom  thy  love,  unbounded, 

No  change  nor  limit  knew. 

4  Whole  nights  of  prayer  succeeded 

Thy  long  laborious  day  : 
Thy  fervent  spirit  needed 

No  solace  but  to  pray  : 
Thy  mortal  strength  fast  wasted, 

But  thy  untiring  soul 
With  ceaseless  ardour  hasted 

To  reach  the  glorious  goal. 

5  If  life  e'er  seem  appalling, 

O'ercast  with  pain  and  gloom, 
Whether  past  grief  recalling, 

Or  fearing  woes  to  come, — 
Be  this  reproof  sufficient ; 

What  thoughts  must  thine  have  been, 
When  by  thine  eye  omniscient 

Jerusalem  was  seen  ! 

G  "What  anguish  there  awaited 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  I 
Who,  scorn'd,  blasphemed,  and  hated, 

Pour'd  out  his  precious  blood  ! 
There,  to  insure  my  pardon, 

lie  sorrow' d  unto  death, 
And  in  that  mournful  garden 

Fainted  my  load  beneath. 

7  Lord  !  I  can  ne'er  unravel 
The  mystery  of  thy  woes — 
Of  thy  pure  Spirit's  travail, 
The  agonizing  throes ! 

"349 


HYMN  292. 


But  oh  !  that  cross  and  passion 

Should  check  each  weak  complaint. 

That  unknown  tribulation 
Should  bid  me  not  to  faint. 

8   Since  thou  hast  deign'd  to  suffer, 

Let  suffering  still  be  mine  ! 
My  path  can  ne'er  be  rougher, 

Ne'er  half  so  rough  as  thine ; 
Oh,  when  my  heart  seems  sinking. 

Let  this  my  cordial  be, 
I  of  thy  cup  am  drinking, 

To  be  conformed  to  thee. 

HYMN  292.  C.  M. 

/^OME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 
^-^  With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues. 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,''  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  '/' 
^'Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  hearts  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us.'' 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  below  the  sky. 

Through  air,  and  earth,  and  seas. 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne. 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 
"350 


HYMNS  293,  294. 


HYMN  293.  C.  M. 

A  LL  bail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
-'^  Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 

Whom  David  Lord  did  call ; 
The  God  incarnate  !  man  divine  ! 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransom' d  from  the  fall. 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

5  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall. 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet. 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

6  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 

On  this  terrestrial  ball. 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

HYMN  294.  HI.  3. 

XT  ARK  !  ten  thousand  voices  sounding 
-*--*-  Victory,  victory,  through  the  sky; 
Swiftly  flies  the  shout,  resounding, 
Spreading  rapturous  joy  on  high. 

2  Jesus  comes,  his  conflict  over, 

Comes  to  claim  his  great  reward : 

Angels  round  the  victor  hover, 

Crowding  to  behold  their  Lord. 
_  _  _- 


HYMN  295. 


3  Ob  wbat  honours  now  await  him  ! 

Friends  and  foes  shall  hcjir  his  voice ; 
Tremble,  tremble,  ye  that  hate  him; 
Ye  who  love  his  name,  rejoice. 

4  Y^'onder  throne,  for  him  erected, 

Now  becomes  the  victor's  seat ; 
Lo,  the  man  on  earth  rejected! 
Angels  worship  at  his  feet. 

5  Day  and  ni^^-ht  they  cry  before  him, 

"Holy,  Holy,  Holy  Lord  I" 
All  the  powers  of  heaven  adore  him — 
All  obey  his  sovereign  word. 

HYMN  295.  7s,  4s. 

/^<  RATEFUL  praise  to  thee  we  bring, 
God  our  Saviour  and  our  King ; 

While  our  feeble  songs  we  raise, 

Hear  us  from  thy  dwelling-place: 
Thou  art  worthy, 

God  of  Glory,.  God  of  grace ! 

2  Thou  hast  made  us  by  thy  power, 
Thou  hast  kept  us  to  this  hour ; 
Guardian  of  our  helpless  days. 
Hear,  oh  hear,  our  humble  lays  : 

Thou  art  worthy, 
God  of  glory,  God  of  grace ! 

3  For  thy  Jife  of  righteousness. 
For  thy  death  of  shame,  we  bless ; 
For  thy  sanctifying  grace. 

We  our  loud  hosannas  raise : 

Thou  art  worthy, 
God  of  glory,  God  of  grace ! 

4  Though  but  creatures  of  a  day, 

Soon  like  flowers  to  pass  away, 
_-  . 


HYMNS  2S6,  297. 


Thou  canst  rai«e  us  by  thy  power, 
Up  where  seraphim  adore  : 

Thou  art  w^orth}', 
God  of  glory,  God  of  grace ! 

HYMN  296.  C.  M. 

nk  LOVELY  voices  of  the  sky, 

^^  That  hymn'd  the  Saviour's  birth! 

Are  ye  not  singing  still  on  high 

Who  once  sang  "Peace  on  earth  ?" 
To  us  yet  speak  the  blissful  strains 

Wherewith,  in  days  gone  by, 
l^e  bless'd  the  wondering  Syrian  swains, 

0  voices  of  the  sky! 

2  0  clear  and  shining  light,  wbose  beams 

A  heavenly  glory  shed 
Around  the  palms,  and  o'er  the  streams, 

And  on  the  shepherd's  head ! 
Be  near  to  us  through  life  and  death, 

As  in  that  holiest  night 
Of  hope,  and  peace,  and  joy,  and  faith, 

0  clear  and  shining  light ! 

3  0  star  which  led  to  Him  whose  love 

Brought  hope  and  mercy  free  ! 
Where  art  thou?     'Mid  the  host  above? 

May  we  still  gaze  on  thee  ? 
In  heaven  thy  glories  are  not  set ; 

Thy  rays  earth  might  not  dim; 
Send  them  to  guide  our  pilgrim  feet, 

0  star  which  led  to  Him  ! ' 

HYMN  297.  L.  M. 

"ITTHERE  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands, 
'  '     The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High-Priest  our  nature  wears, 
The  guardian  of  mankind  appears. 
__ 


HYMN  298. 


2  He  who  for  lucn  their  surety  stood, 
And  pour'd  on  earth  his  precious  blood, 
Pursues  in  heaven  his  mighty  phin, 
The  Saviour  and  the  Friend  of  man. 

3  Though  now  ascended  up  on  high, 
He  bends  on  earth  a  brother's  eye : 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame, 

4  Our  fellow-sufferer  yet  retains 
A  fellow-feeling  of  our  pains, 
And  still  remembers  in  the  skies, 
His  tears,  his  agonies,  and  cries. 

5  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart 
The  Man  of  Sorrows  had  a  part; 
He  sympathizes  with  our  grief, 
And  to  the  sufferer  sends  relief. 

6  "With  boldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known. 
And  ask  the  aid  of  heavenly  power 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 

HYMN  298.  L.  M. 

TTE  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Saviour  dear, 
-^-^  The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near; 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll  : 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  Soul ! 

2  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound. 
See  the  Almighty  Jesus  crown'd  ! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace. 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  foce. 


3  Descending  on  bis  azure  throne, 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word. 
All  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord ! 


HYMNS  299,  300. 


4  Shout,  all  yc  people  of  the  sky, 
iVnd  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High! 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
Forever  and  forever  reiirns  ! 


VIII.  FAITH  AND  SALVATION. 
HYMN  299.  HI.  5. 

npELL  me  of  that  great  Physician, 
-*-    Will  he  undertake  my  cure  ? 
Will  he  freely  grant  admission 
To  an  applicant  so  poor  ? 

None  but  Jesus 
Could  to  such  relief  secure. 

2  I  have  not  one  plea  to  proffer 

Why  such  grace  I  should  partake — 
No  inducement  can  I  offer ; 
No  requital  can  I  make ; 

None  but  Jesus 
Heals  for  his  own  mercy's  sake. 

3  Yet  I  know  that  he  has  granted 

Cures  to  thousands  such  as  I : 

Given  them  freely  all  they  wanted, 

Without  money  let  them  buy  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Every  want  could  thus  supply. 

4  Let  me 'go  and  spread  before  him 

All  my  symptoms — all  my  fears  : 
Deeply,  gratefully  adore  him. 

While  my  trembling  heart  he  cheers  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Wipes  away  the  sufferers'  tears. 

HYMN  300.  III.  C. 

TN  the  volume  of  the  book 
-^  God  to  man  from  heaven  has  sent, 

355 


HYMN  300. 


In  the  words  the  Saviour  spoke 

Faith  stands  out  pre-eminent : 
Clear,  where'er  the  vision  turns, 
Like  the  polar  star  it  burns. 

2  Ere  his  miracles  were  wrought 

Faith  a  requisite  was  deem'd, 
This,  in  every  heart  he  sought, 

This  above  all  else  esteem'd  : 
^^  Without  faith" — 'tis  here  engraved, 
^'Noue  are  pardon'd — none  are  saved.'' 

3  While  to  me  affliction  brings 

From  terrestrial  cares  release, 
Turns  my  thoughts  to, holier  things — 

Things  ^^  belonging  to  my  peace  :'' 
Teach  me,  Lord,  by  light  divine. 
What  is  faith,  and  make  it  mine. 

4  Is  it  simply  to  believe 

All  this  wondrous  book  contains  ? 
Is  it  meekly  to  receive 

All  it  teaches — not  explains  ? 
Without  doubts  or  scruples  nice, 
"  Thus  saith  God," — must  this  suffice  ? 

5  Is  it,  above  all,  to  own 

Him,  the  slighted  Nazarene, 
As  Jehovah's  equal  Son, 

Who  eternally  has  been 
Perfect  God,  and  perfect  man — 
Truths  no  finite  mind  can  scan  ? 

6  Jesus  !  as  a  little  child, 

At  thy  footstool  I  sit  down  : 
By  man's  glosses  unbeguiled. 

Learning  truth  from  Thee  alone ; 
Lord,  how  strait  soe'er  the  gait, 
Here  I  knock,  and  here  I  wait. 

7  Thou  of  faith  the  Author  art— 

Thou  alone  canst  faith  bestow : 
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HYMN  301. 


Plant  this  gorm  within  my  heart, 

Hoot  it  deep,  and  make  it  grow  : 
Thou,  from  whom  such  gifts  proceed, 
Thou  art  Lord  and  God  indeed, 

HYMN  301.  C.  M. 

npHERE  is  a  fountain,  fill'd  with  blood, 
-*-    Drawn  from  Emmanuel's  veins, 
And  sinners  plunged  beneath  that  flood 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 
That  fountain  in  his  day; 
And  there  have  I,  as  vile  as  he, 
Wash'd  all  my  sins  away. 

B  Dear  dying  Lamb,  thy  precious  blood 
Shall  never  lose  its  power. 
Till  all  the  ransoniM  church  of  God 
Are  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

±  E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 
Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 
When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

6  Lord,  I  believe  thou  hast  prepared 

(Unworthy  though  I  be) 
For  me,  a  blood-bought  free  reward, 
A  golden  harp  for  me. 

7  'Tis  strung  and  tuned,  for  endless  years, 

And  form'd  by  power  divine, 
To  sound  in  all  celestial  cars 
No  other  name  but  thine. 

"357 


HYMNS  302,  303. 


HYMN  302.  III.  2. 

"P  OCK  of  ages,  cleft  for  me  ! 

•^^  Let  me  bide  myself  in  thee; 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  riven  side  which  flow'd, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 
i  Not  the  labours  of  my  hands 

Can  fulfil  thy  law's  demands  : 

Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 

Could  my  tears  forever  flow ; 

All  for  sin  could  not  atone, 

Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 
I  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 

Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling  3 

Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress, 

Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace : 

Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly. 

Wash  me,  Jesus,  or  I  die. 
t  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath. 

When  my  eye-lids  close  in  death; 

When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown. 

See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne, 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me. 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

HYMN  303.  8s,  6s. 

TUST  as  I  am, — without  one  plea, 

*^    Save  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 

And  thou  hast  bid  me  come  to  thee, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 
Just  as  I  am, — oh,  waiting  not, 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 
To  thee  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot. 


0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 


358 


HYMN  304. 


3  Just  as  I  am, — though  toss'd  about 
AVith  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  within,  and  fears  without, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

4  Just  as  I  am, — poor,  wretched,  blind. 
Sight,  riches,  healing  for  the  mind, ' 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

5  Just  as  I  am, — thou  wilt  receive. 
Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve ; 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 

0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

6  Just  as  I  am, — thy  love  unknown. 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down, 
Now  to  be  thine,  ay,  thine  alone, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  I  come. 

HYMN  304.  II.  2. 

"C^xlTHER  !  thine  everlasting. grace 
-^     Our  scanty  thought  surpasses  far ; 
Thy  heart  is  full  of  tenderness. 

Thy  arms  of  love  still  open  are 
Returning  sinners  to  receive. 
That  mercy  tliey  may  taste  and  live. 
I  0  love,  thou  bottomless  abyss  ! 

My  sins  are  swallow'd  up  in  thee. 
Cover' d  is  my  unrighteousness. 

Nor  spot  of  guilt  remains  in  me, 
While  Jesus'  blood  through  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  free  boundless  mercy,  cries. 

I  By  faith,  0  Lord,  I  look  to  thee. 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 

To  thee,  when  hell  assails,  1  flee, 
I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast; 

Away,  sad  doubt,  and  anxiou.s  fear ! 

Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

359  '  D 


HYMN  305. 


Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 

Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends  be 
Though  joys  be  wither' d  all  and  dead,        [gone J 

Though  every  comfort  be  withdrawn. 
On  this  my  steadiest  soul  relies, 

Father  !  thy  mercy  never  dies. 
Fix'd  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 

Though  my  heart  fail,  and  flesh  decay, 
This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain 

AVhen  earth's  foundations  melt  away; 
Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove, 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love. 

HYMN  305.  II.  2. 

p  REAT  God  of  wonders  !  all  thy  ways 
^-^  Are  worthy  of  thyself  divine  : 
But  the  fair  glories  of  thy  grace. 

Beyond  thy  other  wonders  shine ; 
Who  is  a  pardoning  G-od  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

2  Crimes  of  such  horror  to  forgive  ! 

Such  guilty,  daring  worms  to  spare, 
This  is  thy  grand  prerogative, 

And  none  shall  in  the  honour  share ; 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

3  In  wonder  lost,  with  trembling  joy, 

I  take  the  pardon  of  my  God ; 
Pardon  for  crimes  of  deepest  dye — 

A  pardon  sealed  with  Jesus'  blood ; 
Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  thee  ? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

4  0  may  this  great,  this  matchless  grace. 

This  God-like  miracle  of  love, 
Fill  the  wide  earth  with  grateful  praise. 


And  all  the  angelic  choirs  above  ! 


360 


HYMNS  306,  307. 


Who  is  a  pardoning  God  like  theo? 
Or  who  has  grace  so  rich  and  free  ? 

HYMN  306.  III.  4. 

J^LOUDS  and  darkness  round  about  thee, 
^-^   For  a  season  vail  thy  face, 
Still  I  trust,  and  cannot  doubt  thee, 

Jesus  !  full  of  truth  and  grace: 
Resting  on  thy  words  I  stand, 
None  shall  pluck  me  from  thy  hand. 

1  Oh  !  rebuke  me  not  in  anger  ! 

Suffer  not  my  faith  to  fail ! 
Let  not  pain,  temptation,  languor, 

O'er  my  struggling  heart  prevail ! 
Holding  fast  thy  word  I  stand. 
None  shall  pluck  me  from  thy  hand. 
5  In  my  heart  thy  word  I  chorish, 

Though  unseen,  thou  still  art  near  3 
Since  thy  sheep  shall  never  perish, 

What  have  I  to  do  with  fear  ? 
Trusting  in  thy  word  I  stand,  • 
None  shall  pluck  me  from  thy  hand. 

HYMN  307.  Ss,  6s. 

f~\  HOLY  Saviour  !  Friend  unseen  ! 
^-^  Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bidst  me  lean, 
Help  me,  throughout  life's  varying  scene, 
By  faith  to  cling  to  thee. 

2  Blest  with  this  fellowship  divine, 
Take  what  thou  wilt,  I'll  ne'er  repine; 
E'en  as  the  branches  to  the  vine, 

My  soul  would  cling  to  thee. 

8  Far  from  her  home,  fatigueil,  opprest, 

Here  she  has  found  a  place  of  rest. 

An  exile  still,  yet  not  unblcst 

While  she  can  cling  to  thee. 
__ 


HYMN  808. 


4  Without  a  murmur,  I  dismiss 

My  farmer  dreams  of  earthly  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  consolation  this, 

Each  hour  to  cling  to  thee. 

5  What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends,  and  joys  remove. 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love, 

Still  would  I  cling  to  thee. 

6  Oft  when  I  seem  to  tread  alone 

Some  barren  waste,  with  thorns  o'ergrown ; 
Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gentlest  tone. 

Whispers,  "  Still  cling  to  me." 

7  Though  faith  and  hope  may  long  be  tried, 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside ; 

How  safe,  how  calm,  how  satisfied. 
The  souls  that  cling  to  thee  ! 

8  They  fear  not  Satan  nor  the  grave; 
They  feel  thee  near,  and  strong  to  save; 
Nor  dread  to  cross  e'en  Jordan's  wave; 

Because  they  cling  to  thee. 

9  Blest  is  my  lot — whate'er  befall, 
AVhat  can  disturb  me,  who  appal, 
While  as  my  strength,  my  rock,  my  all, 

Saviour  I  I  clins:  to  thee  ? 


HYMN  308.  5s,  lis. 

A  LL  ye  that  pass  by, 

-^^  To  Jesus  draw  nigh. 
To  you  is  it  nothing  that  Jesus  should  die  ? 

Our  ransom  and  peace. 

Our  surety  he  is; 
Come  see  if  there  ever  was  sorrow  like  his. 

The  Lord,  in  the  day 

Of  his  anger,  did  lay 
Our  sins  on  the  Lamb,  and  he  bore  them  away. 

362  " 


HYxMN  309. 


He  dies  to  atone 

For  sins  not  his  own  : 
The  Father  hath  punished  for  us  his  dear  Son. 

Oh  may  we  embrace 

The  ransoming  c^-race 
Of  him  who  hath  suffered  and  died  in  our  place 

With  joy  we  approve 

The  design  of  his  love  ; 
^Tis  a  wonder  below,  and  a  wonder  above. 

He  came  from  above, 

Our  curse  to  remove  ; 
For  he  loved  us,  although  so  unworthy  of  love. 

AVheu  time  is  no  more. 

Still  shall  we  adore 
That  ocean  of  love  without  bottom  or  shore. 

HYMN  309.  L.  M. 

TX/'HEN  marshall'd  on  the  mighty  plain, 

'  '     The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 
2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks 
From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks — 
It  is  the  star  of  Bethlehem  ! 
5  Once  on  the  raging  sea  I  rode, 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 

The  wind  that  toss'd  my  foundering  bark. 
i  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, — • 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 
5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all. 
It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 

~l63  ~ 


HYMNS  310;  311. 


And  througli  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

Now  safely  moor'd,  my  perils  o'er, 
ni  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem. 

Forever,  and  forevermore, 

The  Star—the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

BYMN  310.  C.  M. 

pHARaED  with  the  complicated  load 
^-^   Of  our  enormous  debt, 
By  faith  I  see  the  Lamb  of  God 
Expire  beneath  its  weight ! 

My  numerous  sins  transferr'd  to  him, 

Shall  never  more  be  found, — • 
Lost  in  his  blood's  atoning  stream. 

Where  every  crime  is  drown'd  ! 

My  mighty  sins  to  thee  are  known  : 

But  mightier  still  is  He 
"Who  laid  his  life  a  ransom  down, 

And  pleads  his  death  for  me. 

Oh  may  my  life,  while  here  below. 

Bear  witness  to  thy  love. 
Till  I  before  thy  footstool  bow. 

And  chant  thy  praise  above  ! 

HYMN  311.  III.  5. 

TTAE.K  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 
■^-^  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
Rending  rocks  the  words  attesting, 

Shaking  earth  and  vailed  sky : 
"Itisfinish'd!'' 

Was  the  Saviour's  dying  cry. 

That  which  prophets  long  predicted. 
That  which  Jewish  sacrifice 


364 


HYMN  312. 


Only  sbadow'd,  not  effected, — 
That  which  justice  satisfies, 

Now  is  finished  ! 
So  the  dying  Saviour  cries. 

3  Now  redemption  is  completed, 

Sin  atoned;  the  curse  removed ; 
Satan,  death,  and  hell  defeated, 
As  the  resurrection  proved  : 

All  is  finished  ! 
Here  our  hope  may  rest  unmoved. 

4  Oh  !  the  life,  the  peace,  the  pleasure. 

Which  these  gracious  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord : 

^at  is  finish'd  !" 
Let  our  joyful  songs  record. 

5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs  ! 

Sound  aloud  Immanuel's  name  : 
All  creation  swell  the  chorus ; 
Dwell  on  this  delightful  theme, 

"It  isfinish'd!" 
Glory,  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 

HYMN  312.  L.  M. 

TTOPE  is  the  anchor  of  the  soul ; 
-*--*-  It  enters  that  within  the  vail ; 
And  though  the  waves  of  trouble  roll. 
The  anchor  holds,  and  will  not  fail. 

2  The  night  is  dark,  the  sea  runs  high ; 

The  mast  before  the  tempest  bends; 
A  shore  bestrew'd  with  wrecks  is  nigh. 
And  on  the  anchor  all  depends  ! 

3  The  vessel  drifts,  if  that  give  way, 

And  founders  on  the  fatal  shore, 
Where  death  and  night  maintain  their  sway- 


Where  light  and  love  are  seen  no  more. 


365 


HYMNS  313,  314. 


At  such  a  time,  in  such  a  state, 

A  single  anchor  holding  all, 
No  wonder  if  our  fear  be  great ! 

No  wonder  if  our  hope  be  small ! 
But  one  sweet  word  dispels  our  fear — 

The  word  of  '•'■  Him  who  cannot  lie  /' 
His  truth  is  pledged,  his  power  is  near ; 

His  truth  and  power  all  ills  defy. 
Hope,  0  my  soul,  thine  anchor  is 

Both  sure  and  steadfast )  be  thou  strong  ! 
The  word  that  makes  thee  bold  is  His, 

Who  reigns  yon  shining  host  among. 

HYMN  313.  L.  M. 

TTOW  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  striven 
-^■^  To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God  ! 
But  thou  a  covenant  sure  hast  given, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 
The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord, 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace  : 
Eternal  power  performs  the  word. 

And  fills  all  heaven  with  endless  praise. 
Amidst  temptations  sharp  and  strong, 

My  soul  to  this  bless'd  refuge  flies  j 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 

While  tempests  blow  and  billows  rise. 
:  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up  \ 

A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  of  my  hope 

In  oath  and  promises  and  blood. 

HYMN  314.  IV.  2. 

A    DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 

-^^  Of  covenant  mercy  I  sing ; 

Nor  fear  with  thy  righteousness  on. 

My  person  and  offerings  to  bring; 
__ 


HYMN  315. 


The  terrors  of  law  and  of  God, 

With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do, 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 

Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 
The  work  which  his  goodness  began 

The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete ; 
His  promise  is  yea  and  amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet. 
Things  future,  or  things  that  are  now, 

Not  all  things  below  or  above. 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego. 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 
My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erase; 
Impress'd  on  his  heart  it  remains 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace  ; 
Yes,  I  to  the  end  shall  endure. 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorified  spirits  in  heaven. 

HYMN  315.  S.  M. 

1V[0T  all  the  blood  of  beasts 
-^^    On  Jewish  altars  slain. 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain  : 
I  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
Takes  all  our  sins  away  : 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 
I  My  faith  would  lay  its  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine. 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 
I:  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 


The  burden  thou  didst  bear, 


367 


HYMN  316. 


AVlien  hanging  on  the  accursed  tree ; 

And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 
5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

HYMN  316.  II.  4. 

A  RISE,  my  soul,  arise ! 
-^  Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears; 
The  bleeding  sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears  : 
Before  the  throne  my  surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 

For  me  to  intercede ; 
His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood,  to  plead  : 
His  blood  atoned  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears. 

Received  on  Calvary; 
They  pour  efiectual  prayers, 

They  strongly  plead  for  me, — 
Forgive  him,  oh  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die  I 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray. 

His  dear  anointed  one ; 
He  cannot  turn  away 

The  presence  of  his  Son  : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood. 
And  tells  me,  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconciled, 

His  pardoning  voice  I  hear; 

He  owns  me  for  his  child, 

I  can  no  longer  fear : 
__ 


HYMNS  317,  318. 


With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

HYMN  317.  L.  M. 

TESUS  !  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
•^      My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress ; 
'Midst  flaming  worlds  in  these  array'd, 
"With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  AVhen  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 
To  take  my  mansion  in  the  skies, 
E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea, — 
^^  Jesus  hath  lived  and  died  for  me." 

3  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day. 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  ? 
While  through  thy  blood  absolved  I  am, 
From  sin's  tremendeous  curse  and  shame. 

4  Thus  Abraham,  the  friend  of  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Saviour  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim, — 
Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears 
When  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue — 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

6  Oh  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice, 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  banish'd  ones  rejoice  : 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord,  our  Eighteousness. 

HYMN  318.  Gs,  4s. 

T>LEAD  thou, — oh  plead  my  cause; 

Each  self-excusing  plea 
My  trembling  soul  withdraws. 

And  flies  to  thee  ; 
When  justice  rears  her  throne, 
Ah !  who,  save  thee  alone, 

"369 


HYMN  318. 


May  stand,  0  spotless  One  ? 
Plead  thou  my  cause  ! 

2  Ah  !  plead  not  aught  of  mine 

Before  thine  altar  throne  j 
Fragments — when  all  is  thine — 

All — all  thine  own  ! 
Thou  seest  what  stains  they  bear ; 
Oh  !  since  each  tear,  each  prayer, 
Hath  need  of  pardon  there, — 

Plead  thou  my  cause  ! 

3  With  lips  that  dying  breathed 

Blessings  for  words  of  scorn  ; 
With  brow  where  I  had  wreathed 

The  piercing  thorn ; 
With  breast  to  whose  pure  tide 
He  did  the  weapon  guide. 
Who  had  no  home  beside, — 

Plead  thou  my  cause  ! 

4  Plead — when  the  tempter's  art, 

To  each  fond  hope  of  mine, 
Denies  this  faithless  heart 

Can  e'er  be  thine. 
If  slander  whisper  too 
The  sin  I  never  knew. 
Thou  who  couldst  urge  the  true, — 

Plead  thou  my  cause  ! 

5  Oh  I  plead  my  cause  above ; 

Plead  thine  within  my  breast, 
Till  there  thy  peaceful  Dove 

Shall  build  her  nest. 
Thou  knowest  this  will — how  frail, 
Thou  knowest,  though  language  fail- 
My  soul's  mysterious  tale  ; — 

Plead  thou  my  cause  ! 


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HYMNS  319,  820. 


IX.  PENITENTIAL. 

HYMN  319.  C.  M. 

T  OIID,  at  thy  feet  in  dust  I  lie, 
-*-^  And  knock  at  mercy's  door; 
With  humble  heart  and  weeping  eye 
Thy  favour  I  implore. 

2  On  me,  0  Lord,  do  thou  display 

Thy  rich,  forgiving  love  ; 
Oh  take  my  heinous  guilt  away, 
This  heavy  load  remove. 

3  AVithout  thy  grace  I  sink  opprest 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Oh,  give  my  troubled  spirit  rest, 
And  all  my  fears  dispel. 

4  'Tis  mercy,  mercy,  I  implore; 

Oh  may  thy  bowels  move ; 
Thy  grace  is  an  exhaustless  store, 
And  thou  thyself  art  love. 

5  Should  I  at  last  in  heaven  appear, 

To  join  thy  saints  above, 
ril  shout  that  mercy  brought  me  there, 
And  sing  thy  bleeding  love. 

HYMN  320.  L.  M. 

n  UILTY  and  vile,  before  my  God, 
^-^  I  dread  the  vengeance  of  thy  rod ; 
My  sins  like  lofty  mountains  grown. 
Might  justly  bring  thy  vengeance  down. 

2  Thy  justice  dreadful  glory  claims. 
And  bids  me  sink  to  endless  flames; 
And  while  I  hear  thy  thunders  roar, 
I  own  thy  justice,  and  adore. 

3  But  there's  a  throne  of  grace  above, 

Where  Jesus  sits  and  rules  by  love : 
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HYMNS  321,  322. 


He'll  send  bis  grace  and  mercy  down, 
And  all  his  grace  with  glory  crown. 

Jesus,  to  thee  alone  I  fly ; 
And  wilt  thou  let  a  sinner  die  ? 
Vv^hile  trusting  in  thy  sacred  blood, 
I  seek  no  other  way  to  God. 
Thy  tender  heart  will  sure  forgive, 
And  bid  a  guilty  sinner  live ; 
For  all  that  come  thy  grace  is  free, 
For  Saul,  and  Magdalen,  and  me. 

HYMN  321.  C.  M. 

"C^OH  mercies,  countless  as  the  sands, 

•^     Which  daily  I  receive 

From  Jesus,  my  Redeemer's  hands. 

My  soul,  what  canst  thou  give  ? 
Alas  !  from  such  a  heart  as  mine 

What  can  I  bring  him  forth  ? 
My  best  is  stain' d  and  dyed  with  sin. 

My  all  is  nothing  worth. 
Yet  this  acknowledgment  I'll  make. 

For  all  he  has  bestow' d, 
Salvation's  sacred  cup  I'll  take. 

And  call  upon  my  God. 
The  best  return  for  one  like  me. 

So  wretched  and  so  poor, 
Is  from  his  gifts  to  draw  a  plea. 

And  ask  him  still  for  more. 
I  cannot  serve  him  as  I  ought ; 

No  works  have  I  to  boast; 
Yet  would  I  glory  in  the  thought 

That  I  shall  owe  him  most. 


W. 


HYMN  822.  C.  M. 

f  Y  God,  hov/  perfect  are  thy  ways  ! 
But  mine  polluted  are ;     • 


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HYMN  323. 


Sin  twines  itself  about  my  praise, 

And  slides  into  my  prayer. 
When  I  would  speak  what  thou  hast  done 

To  save  me  from  my  sin, 
I  cannot  make  thy  mercies  known 

But  self-applause  creeps  in  ! 

Divine  desire,  that  holy  flame, 

Thy  grace  creates  in  me; 
Alas  !  impatience  is  its  name 

When  it  returns  to  thee. 

This  heart,  a  fountain  of  vile  thoughts. 

How  does  it  overflow  ! 
While  self  upon  the  surface  floats. 

Still  bubbling  from  below. 

Let  others  in  the  gaud}''  dress 

Of  fancied  merit  shine ; 
The  Lord  shall  be  my  righteousness. 

The  Lord  forever  mine. 


O 


HYMN  323.  11.  1. 

GOD  !  what  am  I  in  thy  sight  ? 


Thou,  only  thou,  canst  read  aright 

The  characters  within ; 
No  fellow-mortal  has  their  clew — 
No  human  scrutiny  can  view 

The  ravages  of  sin. 

Till  thy  light  shone,  I  never  knew 
How  fearful  was  my  heart  to  view, 

Disorder'd,  false,  impure ; 
I  fondly  fancied  it  was  good, 
Nor  that  high  standard  understood 

Whose  test  it  must  endure. 

It  once  scem'd  sweet  man's  praise  to  hear; 
Now  it  fjiUs  coldly  on  my  ear  : 
What  is  its  worth  for  me  ? 


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HYMN  824. 


Mistaken,  partial,  at  the  best,  ^ 
Is  all  th'  approval  thus  express' d; 
None,  none  my  heart  can  see  1 

4  And  I  am  passing  swiftly  on 
To  that  tribunal  where  alone 

The  estimate  is  just; 
Where  into  judgment  God  will  bring 
Each  hidden  thought,  each  secret  thing, 

And  lay  me  in  the  dust. 

5  Searcher  of  hearts  !  before  thine  eye, 
Though  all  my  sins  uncover' d  lie— 

Sins  more  than  I  can  count — 
Yet  one  pure  drop  of  precious  blood, 
Shed  by  the  atoning  Lamb  of  Gqd, 

Cancels  their  whole  amount. 

6  On  me  that  blood  be  sprinkled  now ! 
AVash  me,  and  make  me  white  as  snow, 

Thou  Lamb  for  sinners  slain  ! 
That  blood  which  our  lost  world  redeem' d 
(A  ransom  adequate  esteem' d) 

Can  never  plead  in  vain. 

HYMN  324.  8s,  4s. 

PERCHANCE  my  hours  are  number'd  now. 
And  life's  remaining  sands  are  few; 
Still  o'er  the  past  my  tears  must  flow. 
Sad  the  review  1 
I  From  un refreshing  sleep  I  wake, 
And  while  in  restlessness  I  sigh, 
A  mournful  retrospect  I  take  • 
Of  days  gone  by. 
3  How  oft  have  I  laid  down  to  rest. 

And  balmy  sleep's  refreshment  shared. 
Nor  thought  of  Him  my  nights  who  blest. 

My  life  who  spared  I  *  ^^^___ 

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HYMN  325. 


4  How  oft  has  morning's  fragrant  breeze, 

Whose  breath  I  now  no  more  inhale, 
Wafted  the  joys  of  health  and  ease, 
On  every  gale ! 

5  But  still  I  slept,  and  still  I  woke, 

Thankless  to  him  who  all  bestow'd, 
And  never,  or  profanely,  spoke 
Of  thee,  great  God  ! 
C  A  form  of  words,  a  heartless  prayer. 
This  was  the  homage  paid  to  thee, 
Whose  bounteous  love,  whose  ceaseless  care. 
Gave  all  to  me. 

7  I  loved  my  friends,  and  was  beloved. 

But  self  was  all  in  all  to  me ; 
Thy  gifts  were  not  for  thee  improved — 
I  loved  not  thee  ! 

8  And  thus  thy  first  and  great  command, 

If  not  despised,  was  disobey'd ; 
Well  may  thy  heavy  chastening  hand 
Make  me  afraid  ! 

9  Well  may  I  fear  that,  now  in  wrath, 

Thou  wilt  cut  short  life's  brittle  thread, 
And  close  for  me  that  narrow  path 
I  would  not  tread. 

10  But  mercy,  mercy  I  implore. 

Through  Christ's  atoning  sacrifice; 
To  Him,  ere  life's  short  day  be  o'er, 
I  lift  my  eyes. 

11  For  poor  lost  sinners  he  was  slain  -, 

For  them  he  died — for  them  he  lives ; 
Hope  kindles  in  my  heart  again ; 
That  hope  he  gives 

IIY3IN  325.  L.  M. 

LOUD  my  God,  in  mercy  turn, 
In  mercy  hear  a  sinner  mourn  ! 

"375  ^ 


O 


HYMN  326. 


To  thee  I  call,  to  thee  I  cry; 

Oh  leave  me,  leave  me  not  to  die ! 

2  0  pleasures  past,  what  are  ye  now, 
But  thorns  about  my  bleeding  brow  ? 
Spectres  that  hover  round  my  brain, 
And  aggravate  and  mock  my  pain  ? 

3  For  pleasure  I  have  given  my  soul ; 
Now,  justice,  let  thy  thunders  roll; 
Now,  vengeance,  smite — and  with  a  blow 
Lay  the  rebellious  ingrate  low. 

4  Yet  Jesus,  Jesus  !  there  I'll  cling, 

I'll  crouch  beneath  bis  sheltering  wing; 
I'll  clasp  the  cross,  and,  holding  there. 
E'en  me,  oh  bliss  !  his  love  may  spare. 

HYMN  326.  II.  1. 

T  LOOK  around  me,  all  is  sad, 

-^  Faces  beloved  no  longer  glad —       ^ 

In  silence  o'er  me  bend; 
They  see  me  wasting,  worn  with  pain, 
They  see  the  help  of  man  is  vain, — 

To  God  their  prayers  ascend. 

2  Backward  I  look — through  bygone  years, 
An  awful  register  appears 

Of  debts  I  ne'er  can  pay; 
Duties  omitted,  time  misused, 
Talents  neglected  or  abused, — 

Heart-sick  I  turn  away. 

3  I  look  within — appalling  sight ! 
There,  where  I  flmcied  ail  was  right, 

Throughout  confusion  reigns  : 

All  evil  passions  there  seem  pent; 

Impatience,  pride,  dark  discontent. 


Which  God  himself  arraigns. 


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HYMN  327. 


4  Forward  I  look — there,  dark  and  dread, 
Lies  the  lone  path  I  soon  must  tread; 

Low  whisper'd  sounds  I  hear  : 
^^  The  second  death,  the  wrath  to  come, 
The  judgment- scat,  the  eternal  doom, — ' 

My  spirit  faints  with  fear. 

5  Still,  still  there's  hope — I  look  above, 
I  trace  the  record,  "  Grod  is  love,'' 

I  read  engraven  there — 
"  God  to  his  mercy  will  receive 
All  who  in  Jesus  Christ  believe, — " 

This  saves  me  from  desjDair. 

6  0  Son  of  God,  to  thee  I  look  ! 
For  me  unseal  that  heavenly  book 

Which  testifies  of  Thee  ; 
That  Spirit  may  I  now  receive 
Who  teaches  sinners  to  believe — 

Blest  Spirit !  teach  thou  me. 

HYMN  327.  HI.  4. 

O  AA'IOUR  !  once  to  thee  presented, 
^   At  thy  footstool  I  was  laid  ; 
In  life's  bloom  my  heart  consented 
To  the  vows  my  sponsors  made  : 
Thine  in  infancy  and  youth. 
Should  I  not  have  kept  thy  truth  ? 

2  Thine  by  right  as  my  Creator, 

Who  my  twofold  life  bestow'd. 
Saved  by  thee,  my  Mediator, 

Ransom'd  with  thy  precious  blood ; 
Thine  by  baptism's  solemn  vow. 
Shall  my  heart  forsake  thee  now  ? 

3  No  !  not  farther  shall  I  wander ; 

Thou  hast  stricken  me  to  reclaim ; 
O'er  the  guilty  past  I  ponder, 

Ovcrwhelm'd  with  grief  and  shame  ; 

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HYMNS  328,  329. 


Still  that  Lord  whose  seal  I  wear 
Pours  for  me  th'  availing  prayer. 
4  Welcome  the  severest  token 

That  God  ^'  lets  me  not  alone ;" 
Though  his  covenant  I  have  broken, 

He  reclaims  me  as  his  own  : 
Saviour,  now  my  soul  restore, 
Bid  me  "  go  and  sin  no  more.'' 

HYMN  328.  C.  M. 

pEOSTRATE,  Lord  Jesus  !  at  thy  feet 
-^     A  guilty  rebel  lies, 
And  upward  to  thy  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  Oh  let  not  justice  frown  me  thence; 

Stay,  stay  the  vengeful  storm ; 
Forbid  it  that  Omnipotence 
Should  crush  a  feeble  worm  ! 

3  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

4  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 
No  tears  but  those  which  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  spilt : 

5  Think  on  thy  sorrows,  gracious  Lord, 

And  all  my  sins  forgive ; 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
Which  bids  the  sinner  live. 

HYMN  329.  III.  1. 

QPEAK  my  Saviour,  speak  to  me, 
^^  With  divine,  eiFectual  power — 
Weeping,  I  look  up  to  thee — 
Bid  me  "  go  and  sin  no  more." 


HYMN  330. 


Thou  art  full  of  pardoning  love, 

Thou  canst  grant  what  I  implore; 
Now  thy  pitying  mercy  prove, 

Bid  me  ''go  and  sin  no  more." 
Thou  upbraidest  not  thy  child  : 

Deeply  I  the  past  deplore; 
Now,  with  gracious  accents  mild. 

Bid  me  ''  go  and  sin  no  more." 
Nothing  can  I  see  but  sin. 

It  has  tainted  my  heart's  core ; 
There  it  spreads — without,  within  : 

Can  "I go  and  sin  no  more?" 
^Tis  for  man  too  hard  a  task. 

But  thou  canst  my  soul  restore; 
Saviour  !  this  alone  I  ask — 

Bid  me  '^  go  and  sin  no  more." 
Self-condemned — without  a  plea, 

Guilty — lost — like  her  of  yore, 
Mine  may  her  acquittal  be  ! 

Bid  me  "  go  and  sin  no  more." 
Oh,  how  blest  will  be  that  day 

When,  while  I  thy  love  adore, 
I  shall  never  need  to  say. 

Bid  me  "  go  and  sin  no  more." 

HYMN  330.  m.  1. 

"TJEPTH  of  mercy  can  there  be, 
-'-^  Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear  ? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 
I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls. 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 
Kindled  his  relcntings  are, 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare ; 


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HYMN  331. 


Cries,  '^IIow  shall  I  give  thee  up?'' 
Lets  the  lifted  thunders  drop. 

4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 
Shows  liis  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands 
God  is  love  !  I  know,  I  feel, 

Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 

5  Jesus,  answer  from  above — 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love? 

Wilt  thou  then  the  wrong  forget  ? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet  ? 

6  Now  incline  me  to  repent  I 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament ! 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore, 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

HYMN  331.  L.  M. 

A  H !  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
-^  That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart; 
Thus  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  In  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay, 
And  chide  each  vanity  away; 

In  vain,  alas  !  resolve  to  bind 

This  rebel  heart,  this  wandering  mind. 

3  Through  all  resolves  how  soon  it  flies. 
And  mocks  the  weak,  the  slender  ties ; 
There's  naught  beneath  a  power  divine 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

4  Jesus,  to  thee  I  would  return. 

At  thy  dear  feet  repentant  mourn ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pardoning  love. 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

5  Oh  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control, 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul ; 


HYMNS  332,  333. 


Bid  every  vanity  depart, 

And  dwell  forever  in  my  heart. 


X.  SEARCHINGS  OF  HEART. 

HYMN  332.  C.  M. 

T\0  not  I  love  thee,  0  my  Lord  ? 
-■-^  Behold  my  heart  and  see ; 
And  turn  each  tempting  idol  out 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  I  not  love  thee  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love ; 

Dead  be  the  heart  to  every  joy 

Which  Jesus  cannot  move. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  the  immortal  flame  ? 

6  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord; 

But  oh,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 


W 


HYMN  333.  L.  M. 

HY  do  these  cares  divide  my  soul, 
If  thou,  0  Lord,  hast  set  me  free  ? 


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PIYMN  334. 


Why  am  I  thus,  if  thou  hast  died — 

If  thou  hast  died  to  ransom  me  ? 
Around  me  clouds  of  darkness  roll, 

In  deepest  night  I  still  walk  on ; 
Heavily  moves  my  fainting  soul, 

My  comfort  and  my  God  are  gone. 
Oft  with  thy  saints  my  voice  I  raise, 

And  seem  to  join  their  happy  song; 
Faintly  ascends  the  imperfect  praise. 

Or  dies  upon  my  powerless  tongue. 
Cold,  weary,  languid,  heartless,  dead, 

To  thy  dread  courts  I  oft  repair ; 
By  conscience  dragg'd,  or  custom  led, 

I  come ;  nor  feel  that  God  is  there. 
0  Lord,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart. 

And  guard  the  gifts  thyself  hast  given ; 
My  portion  thou,  my  treasure  art. 

My  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 
Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine. 

To  thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore; 
Gladly  I  all  fur  thee  resign ; 

Give  me  thyself — I  ask  no  more. 

HYMN  334.  C.  M. 

C\ii  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
^^  A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 

So  freely  shed  for  me  ! 
A  heart  resign' d,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 

Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 
An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart. 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

From  him  that  dwells  within. 


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HYMNS  335,  336. 


4  A  licart  in  every  tlioiiglit  renew'd; 

And  full  of  love  divine ; 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart ; 

Come  quickly  from  above ; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love. 

HYMN  335.  L.  M. 

/^H  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 
^-^  To  take  this  stubborn  stone  away, 
And  melt  with  beams  of  love  divine 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine. 

2  The  rocks  can  rend,  the  earth  can  quake, 
The  seas  can  roar,  the  mountains  shake ; 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign. 
But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
Dear  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt; 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line. 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments,  too,  unmoved  I  hear, 
(Amazing  thought !)  which  devils  fear; 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  rouse  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  But  thou,  0  Lord,  canst  do  the  deed, 
And  thy  blest  influence  much  I  need ; 
Thy  Spirit  send  with  power  divine 
To  move  and  melt  this  heart  of  mine. 

HYMN  336.  C.  M. 

Q  WEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
^^  The  Saviour's  pardoning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 


And  bring  me  home  to  God. 


383 


HYMN  337. 


2  Soon  as  the  morn  tlie  liglit  reveal'd, 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevail'd^ 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles, 

The  world  no  more  could  charm ; 
I  lived  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

4  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  call'd  each  promise  mine. 

5  Now  when  the  evening  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

6  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail, 

And  make  my  soul  his  prey; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  promise  cannot  fail: 
Oh  come  without  delay  ! 

HYMN  337.  II.  3. 

QTRANGE  and  mysterious  is  my  life — 
^  What  opposites  I  feel  within  ! 
A  stable  peace,  a  constant  strife ; 

The  rule  of  grace,  the  power  of  sin ; 
Too  often  I  am  captive  led, 
Yet  daily  triumph  in  my  Head. 

2  I  prize  the  privilege  of  prayer, 

But  oh,  what  backwardness  to  pray  ! 
Though  on  the  Lord  I  cast  my  care, 

I  feel  its  burden  every  day ; 
I  seek  his  will  in  all  I  do, 
Yet  find  my  own  is  working  too. 

3  I  call  the  promises  my  own, 

And  prize  them  more  than  mines  of  gold ; 


HYMN  338. 


Yet  tlioiigli  their  sweetness  I  have  known, 
They  leave  nje  uninipress'tl  and  cold  : 

One  hour  upon  the  truth  I  feed, 

The  next  I  know  not  what  I  read. 

I  love  the  holy  day  of  rest, 

When  Jesus  meets  his  gather'd  saints; 

Sweet  day,  of  all  the  week  the  best ! 
For  its  return  my  spirit  pants; 

Yet  often,  through  my  unbelief, 

It  proves  a  day  of  guilt  and  grief. 

While  on  my  Saviour  I  rely, 

I  know  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim, 
And  therefore  dare  their  power  defy. 

Assured  of  conquest  through  bis  name; 
But  soon  my  confidence  is  slain. 
And  all  my  fears  return  again. 
Thus  different  powers  within  me  strive. 

And  grace  and  sin  by  turns  prevail; 
I  grieve,  rejoice,  decline,  revive, 

And  victory  hangs  in  doubtful  scale ; 
But  Jesus  has  bis  promise  pass'd. 
That  grace  shall  overcome  at  last. 

HYMN  338.  C.  M. 

T  ORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 
-■-^  To  all  tby  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 

And  thou  art  loved  alone. 
A  rest  where  all  the  soul's  desire 

Is  fix'd  on  things  above; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire. 

Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 
Oh,  that  I  now  this  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow, 

And  make  me  cease  from  sin. 


385 


HYMNS  339,  340. 


4  Remove  the  liardaess  from  my  heart, 

This  unbelief  remove ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  sabbath  of  thy  love. 

5  Come,  0  my  Saviour,  come  away ! 

Into  my  soul  descend  ; 
No  longer  from  thy  creature  stay. 
My  Author  and  my  end  ! 

HYMN  339.  L.  M. 

O  AVIOUR,  whene'er  I  search  my  heart, 
'^  Such  guilt,  such  v/retchcdness  I  see, 
This  thought  alone  can  hope  impart, 
Is  any  thing  too  hard  for  thee  ? 

2  Rebellious  feelings  there  repine, 

Because  my  days  pass  wearily: 
Can  my  will  ever  blend  with  thine  ? 
Is  any  thing  too  hard  for  thee  ?    * 

3  I  ask  myself,  with  grief  opprest, 

''  Can  grace,  e'en  here  triumphant  be  ? 
May  I  on  this  firm  anchor  rest. 

That  nothing  is  too  hard  for  thee  ?" 

4  And  then,  a  still  small  voice  replies, 

"  Why  slow  of  heart  and  faithless  be  ? 
Lift  to  yon  glorious  arch  thine  eyes : 
Is  any  thing  too  hard  for  me  V 

5  Whate'er  disturbs,  within,  without, 

Whate'er  assaults  or  threatens  me. 

Let  this  repel  each  fear,  each  doubt — 

Lord,  nothing  is  too  hard  for  thee. 

HYMN  340.  •  III.  2. 

TJ^YER  patient,  gentle,  meek, 
-^  Holy  Saviour!  was  thy  mind; 
Vainly  in  myself  I  seek 

Likeness  to  my  Lord  to  find : 


HYMN  341. 


Yet  that  iiiind  wliich  was  in  thee 
May  be,  must  be  form'd  iu  me. 

2  Days  of  toil  'raid  throngs  of  men, 

Vex'd  not,  ruffled  not  thy  soul ; 
Still  collected,  calm,  serene, 

Thou  each  feeling  couldst  control : 
Lord,  that  mind  which  was  in  thee 
May  be,  must  be  form'd  in  me. 

3  Though  such  griefs  were  thine  to  bear, 

For  each  sufferer  thou  couldst  feel, 
Every  mourner's  burden  share. 

Every  wounded  spirit  heal : 
Saviour  !  let  thy  grace  in  me    • 
Form  that  mind  which  was  in  thee. 

4  "When  my  pain  is  most  intense, 

Let  thy  cross  my  lesson  prove ; 
Let  me  hear  thee,  e'en  from  thence, 

'Breathing  words  of  peace  and  love : 
Saviour  !  let  thy  grace  in  me 
Form  that  mind  which  was  in  thee. 

HYMN  341.  L.  M. 

A  ET  thou  acquainted,  0  my  soul, 

"^  "With  such  a  Saviour,  such  a  friend, 

Whose  power  can  all  events  control, 

And  from  all  evils  can  defend  ? 

2  Why  art  thou  then  opprest  with  fears  ? 

Knowledge  of  him  should  give  thee  peace; 
Should  check  these  mournful  thoughts  and  tears. 
And  bid  these  sad  misgivings  cease. 
8  Is  it  the  jJrts^  that  gives  thee  pain  ? 

Sins,  errors,  falls  dost  thou  deplore  ? 
Th'  atoning  blood  pleads  not  in  vain ; 
Thy  God  remembers  them  no  more. 
4  Dop?r.s^></  troubles  vex  thy  mind? 
Sufferings  of  body,  mental  care  ? 


HYMN  342. 


In  God  a  refuge  tliou  wilt  find, 

And  oh  I  what  sweet  relief  in  prayer  ! 

5  Dost  thou  the  unknown  fature  dread  ? 

Sorrows  in  life,  or  death's  dark  vale  ? 
In  both  shall  light  around  be  shed ; 
Thy  God's  sure  promise  cannot  fail. 

6  Dost  thouj  with  dread  still  greater,  shrink 

From  pain,  for  those  on  earth  most  dear, 
And  oft  with  sickening  anguish  think 
On  all  they  yet  may  sufier  here  ? 

7  0  faithless,  unbelieving  heart ! 

So  slow  to  trust  the  tenderest  friend, 

Who  then  will  needful  strength  impart! 

Who  ''loving,  loves  unto  the  end  !" 

8  No  longer  doubt,  nor  fear,  nor  grieve, 

Nor  on  uncertain  evils  dwell ; 
Past,  present,  future,  calmly  leave 

To  Him  who  will  "  do  all  things  well." 

HYMN  342.  L.  M. 

OEARCHER  of  hearts  !  to  thee  are  known 
^  My  comforts,  doubts,  and  painful  fears; 
Thou  clearly  seest,  and  thou  alone. 
That  which  to  me  perplex' d  appears. 

2  If  I  should  here  an  error  make. 

Fatal  the  consequence  may  be ; 
My  soul's  salvation  is  at  stake, 

Sickness  maj/  end  in  death  for  me. 

3  I  have  no  line  wherewith  to  sound 

The  dark  mysterious  depth  within ; 
Such  contradictions  there  abound, 

That  grace  seems  all  but  quench'd  by  sin. 

4  Still  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  hast  deign'd 

My  soul  with  "  saving  health"  to  bless, 
'Midst  all  my  conflicts  is  maintain' d, — 
The  dearest  treasure  I  possess. 

388         '  ' 


HYMNS  343,  344. 


5  ^Tis  the  one  cheering  beam  that  gilds 
My  clouded,  solitary  path ; 
And  the  pure,  lambent  light  it  yields 
Seems  sent  in  mercy,  not  in  vvruth, 

HYMN  343.  6,  10s,  G. 

nr'^HK  stars  which  are  conceal'd 
-^      Beneath  the  veil  of  the  meridian  sky, 
Will  yet  upon  the  well's  deep  water  lie 
In  singleness  reveal'd. 

2  So  on  the  hidden  face 

Of  my  own  heart  of  hearts,  that  Providence 
Which  shrinks  from  the  exterior  eye  of  sense, 
Most  clearly  I  can  trace. 

3  Mysterious  dealings  there, 
Making  my  very  sinfulness  the  proof 
Of  the  indwelling  of  redeeming  love, 

Their  inward  witness  bear. 

4  And  what  if  God  should  hem 

My  soul  from  all  that  human  sense  holds  dear, 
If  in  its  deep  recess  is  shining  clear 
The  star  of  Bethlehem  ? 

5  What  though  with  wall  severe, 

Cold  penury  should  round  my  hearth  arise. 
Or  death  should  build  his  mound  before  my  eyes 
O'er  all  the  forms  I  love — 

6  For  thus  God's  providence 

Makes  darkness  the  deep  channel  of  his  grace; 
And  in  his  very  judgments  lets  me  trace 
My  fortress  and  defence. 

HYMN  344.  C.  M. 

TIT'IIY,  0  my  soul,  so  cold  and  dead, 

'  '       So  backward  to  obey  ? 
So  slow  to  praise  thy  gracious  Lord, 
So  negligent  to  pray  ? 

389  ^ 


HYMN  345. 


2  Devotion  now  forsakes  my  breast, 

Alas  !  I  cannot  love ; 
Oil  for  one  spark  of  heavenly  fire 
This  coldness  to  remove  ! 

3  Just  like  a  lump  of  lifeless  clay, 

Before  the  Lord  I  lie ; 
My  glory  sleeps,  I  cannot  sing, 
My  heart  looks  up  to  sigh. 

4  Ah,  look,  dear  Saviour  of  the  lost. 

This  sinful  hardness  see ; 
Breathe  on  my  soul  thy  heavenly  strength. 
Extend  thy  love  to  me. 

5  My  heart  thine  altar  shall  become, 

Thy  praise  its  holy  fire ; 
In  flames  of  love,  and  hope,  and  joy. 
My  doubts  shall  all  expire. 


T^ 


HYMN  345.  S.  M. 

^HY  miracles  of  love 
No  joy  to  me  impart; 
In  me  no  tender  passions  move; — 
Oh,  my  unfeeling  heart ! 

2  When,  Lord,  to  thee  I  turn, 

Nail'd  to  th'  accursed  tree. 
With  no  transporting  love  I  burn, 
Although  thou  diedst  for  me. 

3  "When  I  my  sins  recall 

To  pass  before  my  eye. 
Scarce  one  bewailing  tear  will  fall ; 
I  scarce  can  heave  one  sigh. 

4  Thy  promises  I  lay 

Close  to  my  pained  breast ; 
Fain  would  I  hope  : — hope  flees  away, 
And  still  I  find  no  rest. 


390 


HYMN  346. 


Thus  dark  must  I  walk  on 

In  fear  and  misery  r* 
And  never  shall  my  bosom  glow 

With  fervent  love  to  thee  ? 

Unclose,  unclose  these  eyes  ! 

Pour  in  the  long'd-for  day  ! 
Before  me  bid  thy  glory  rise  ! 

My  darkness  chase  away  ! 


XI.  AWAKENING  AND  INVITING. 

HYMN  346.  II.  1. 

A  WAKED  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
-^  My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found, 

Exposed  to  endless  wo ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  else  to  ruin  go. 

2  Amazed  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near; 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  mine  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled. 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find  : 
This  fearful  truth  renew'd  my  pain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

And  whelm'd  my  to;  turcd  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunders  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast,  oppressive  load  : 

391 


HYMN  847. 


Alas  !  I  read,  and  saw  it  plain, 

The  sinner  must  be  born  again^ 

Or  feel  the  wrath  of  G-od. 

5  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Nazareth  pass'd  this  way, 

And  felt  his  pity  move  : 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain, 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again. 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

7  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew. 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew. 

And  loftier  notes  did  raise ; 
All  hail  the  Lamb  who  once  was  slain  ! 
Unnumber'd  millions,  born  again, 

AVill  shout  thine  endless  praise. 

HYMN  347.  L.  M. 

QAY,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 
^  Oft  whisper'd  to  thy  secret  soul? 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin. 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

2  Sinner,  it  was  a  heavenly  voice. 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice. 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light; 

Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind  : 

That  call  thou  mayst  not  always  slight. 

And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 
__ 


HYMN  348. 


God's  Spirit  will  not  always  strive 

With  liardeii'd,  self-destroying  men; 
Ye  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve, 

May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 
Sinner,  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be ; 
Oh,  shouldst  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 

Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

HYMN  348.  C.  M. 

nPHERE  is  a  time — we  know  not  when, 
-^    A  point — we  know  not  where, 
That  marks  the  destiny  of  man 

To  glory  or  despair. 
There  is  a  time,  by  us  unseen, 

Which  crosses  every  path  ; 
The  hidden  boundary  between 

God's  patience  and  his  wrath. 

To  cross  that  limit  is  to  die — 

To  die  as  if  by  stealth  : 
It  does  not  quench  the  beaming  eye, 

Nor  pale  the  glow  of  health. 
The  conscience  may  be  still  at  ease, 

The  spirits  light  and  gay; 
All  that  was  pleasing  still  may  please, 

And  care  be  thrust  away. 
But  on  that  forehead  God  has  set, 

Indelibly,  a  mark 
Unseen  by  man,  for  man  as  yet 

Is  blind,  and  in  the  dark. 
And  yet  the  sinner's  path  below 

Like  Eden  may  have  bloom'd ; 
And  yet  he  will  not,  cannot  know, 

Nor  feel,  that  he  is  dooni'd. 
lie  knows,  he  feels  that  all  is  well ; 

And  every  fear  is  calm'd  : 


393 


HYMNS  349,  350. 


He  lives,  he  dies,  he  wakes  in  hell, 
Not  only  doom'd,  but  danin'd. 

HYMN  349.  III.  1. 

QINNER,  art  thou  still  secure  ? 
^  Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray? 
Can  thy  heart  and  hands  endure 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day  ? 

2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  bared  ! 

Awful  terrors  clothe  his  brow ! 

For  his  judgment  stand  prepared, — 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes. 

Earth,  aflfrighted,  hastes  to  flee; 
Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax  : 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 

You,  that  glory  in  your  shame  ? 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapt  in  flame  ? 

5  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace  ! 

Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath, 
And  our  souls  be  called  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 

Listen  to  the  gospel  voice, 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above, 
Scorn  the  world's  pretending  joys. 

HYMN  350..  C.  M. 

^HERE  is  a  place  of  wo  unmix'd, 
-^    A  land  of  changeless  doom  : 
Despair  has  there  her  empire  fis'd ; 
There  hope  can  never  come. 
2  There  is  a  hope,  untrue,  unblest. 
Which,  like  a  broken  reed. 


HYMNS  351,  352. 


Will  fail,  if  ou  its  stay  we  rest, 

When  chieflj  hope  we  need. 
There  is  a  hope  that  ne'er  will  fail, 

It  conies  from  heaven  above ; 
A  hope  that  enters  through  the  vail — 

^Tis  join'd  with  faith  and  love. 
Its  guiding  beam,  its  friendly  ray 

Can  cheer  the  darkest  night; 
It  helps  the  pilgrim  on  his  way. 

And  points  to  realms  of  light. 
Our  hope  is  anchor'd,  Lord,  on  thee. 

On  this  unfriendly  shore  ', 
And  thou,  in  heaven,  our  joy  slialt  be, 

When  hope  shall  be  no  more. 

HYMN  351.  L.  M. 

r\  TIME,  how  few  thy  value  weigh  ! 
^-"^  How  few  will  estimate  a  day  ! 
Days,  months,  and  years  are  rolling  on, — 
The  soul  neglected  and  undone. 
In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys. 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys ; 
While  death  stands  watching  at  our  side. 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 
Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race. 
Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 
Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  design'd 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 
For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime. 
He  fashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time ; 
Pilgrims  on  earth,  but  soon  to  be 
The  heirs  of  immortality. 

HYMN  352.  L.  M. 

TTZHILE  life  prolongs  its  precious  light, 
*  '     Mercy  is  found  and  peace  is  given. 


395 


HYMN  353. 


But  soon,  ah,  soon  !  approaching  night 

Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 
While  God  invites,  how  bless'd  the  day  ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh  haste  away. 

While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 
Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing. 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave ; 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring. 

And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 
In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise. 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer. 

Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

HYMN  353.  C.  M. 

T^HE  rush  may  rise  where  waters  flow, 
-*-    And  flags  beside  the  stream ; 
But  soon  their  verdure  fades  and  dies 

Before  the  scorching  beam. 
So  is  the  sinner's  hope  cut  off; 

Or  if  it  transient  rise, 
'Tis  like  the  spider's  airy  web. 

From  every  breath  that  flies. 
Fix'd  on  his  house,  he  leans :  his  house 

And  all  its  props  decay : 
He  holds  it  fast ;  but,  while  he  holds, 

The  tottering  frame  gives  way. 
Fair,  in  his  garden,  to  the  sun 

His  boughs  with  verdure  smile ; 
And,  deeply  fix'd,  his  spreading  roots 

Unshaken  stand  awhile. 
But  forth  the  sentence  flies  from  heaven. 

That  sweeps  him  from  his  place; 
Which  then  denies  him  for  its  lord, 

Nor  owns  it  knew  his  face. 


396 


HYMNS  354,  355. 


6  Lo !  this  the  joy  of  wicked  men, 

Who  heaven's  high  haws  despise  : 
Thej  quickly  fall ;  and  in  their  room 
As  quickly  others  rise. 

7  But  for  the  just,  with  gracious  care, 

God  will  his  power  employ ; 
He'll  teach  their  lips  to  sing  his  praise, 
And  fill  their  hearts  with  joy, 

HYMN  354.  C.  M. 

n'^HE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 
-*-    And  dainties  crown  the  board ; 
Not  Paradise  with  all  its  joys 
Could  more  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  given  ; 
And  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed. 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  of  souls,  in  glory  now. 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here; 
And  millions  more,  still  on  the  way. 
Around  the  board  appear. 

4  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large. 

That  millions  more  may  come ; 
Nor  could  the  wide,  outspreading  world 
Fill  up  the  spacious  room. 

5  All  things  are  ready;  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast. 
And  bless  the  founder's  name. 

HYMN  355.  L.  M. 

A  FFLICTED  soul !  to  Christ  draw  near, 

Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee 
That  "as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be." 
"397  ' 


HYMN  356. 


2  If  faith  is  weak  and  foes  arc  strong, 
And  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
Thy  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee, 
For  "as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be/' 

3  Should  persecution  rage  and  flame. 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see 

That  ''as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  When  called  by  him  to  bear  the  cross, 
Reproach,  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress  and  poverty. 

Still  ''  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be/' 

5  When  death  at  length  appears  in  view, 
His  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue ; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free, 

And  "  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

HYMN  356.  12s. 

'T^HE  voice  of  free  grace 

-^   Cries,  Escape  to  the  mountain  ! 

For  Adam's  lost  race 

Christ  hath  opened  a  fountain ; 
For  sin  and  uncleanness. 

And  every  transgression, 
His  blood  flows  most  freely 
In  streams  of  salvation ; 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb 

Who  hath  purchased  our  pardon ! 
We  will  praise  him  again. 
When  we  pass  over  Jordan. 
2  l"e  souls  that  are  wounded, 
To  the  Saviour  repair. 
Now  he  calls  you  in  mercy, — 

And  can  you  forbear  ? 
Though  your  sins  are  increased 
As  high  as  a  mountain, 

398 


HYMN  357. 


That  blood  can  remove  them 

Which  streams  from  the  fountain. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

Now  Jesus  our  King 

Reigns  triumphant  and  glorious, 
Over  sin,  death,  and  liell 

He  is  more  than  victorious. 
With  shouting  proclaim  it. 

Oh  trust  in  his  passion ; 
He  saves  us  most  freely, 

Oh  precious  salvation  ! 
Hallelujah,  &c. 

When  on  Zion  we  stand. 

Having  gain'd  that  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hand. 

We  will  praise  him  the  more; 
We  will  range  the  sweet  plains 

On  the  banks  of  tlie  river, 
And  sing  of  salvation 

For  ever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah,  &c. 


HYMN  357.  HI.  5. 

DINNERS,  will  you  scorn  tbe  message 
^  Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence — oh  how  tender  ! 

Every  line  is  full  of  love  : 
Listen  to  it — 

Every  line  is  full  of  love ! 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim  ; 
To  each  rebel  sinner — "  Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  I" 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ! 

399'  8  e2~ 


HYMN  358. 


3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succour; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears; 
And  with  news  of  consolation 
Chase  away  the  fjilling  tears  ; 

Tender  heralds — 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon, 
Offer' d  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it — 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord? 

5  0  ye  angels !  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 
Tidings  bear  without  delay  : 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 

HYMN  358.  L.  M. 

r^EASE  thou  from  man  ;  oh,  what  to  thee 
^-"^   Can  thy  poor  fellow- mortals  be  ? 
Are  they  not  erring,  finite,  frail  ? 
What  can  their  utmost  aid  avail  ? 

2  Their  very  love  will  prove  a  snare ; 
Then,  when  thy  heart  becomes  aware 
Of  its  own  danger,  it  will  bleed 

For  leaning  on  a  broken  reed, 

3  Why  does  thy  bliss  so  much  depend 
On  earthly  relatives,  or  friend  ? 
There  is  a  friend  who  changes  never; 
The  love  He  gives.  He  gives  forever. 

4  He  hath  withdrawn  thee  now  apart, 
To  teach  these  lessons  to  thy  heart; 
Has  darken'd  all  thy  earthly  scene, 
That  thou  on  Him  alone  mayst  lean. 

~400 


HYMN  859. 


5  His  precious  blood  that  balm  supplies 
For  which  thy  wounded  spirit  sighs ; 
That  only  mcd'cine  can  make  whole 
The  weary,  faint,  and  sin-sick  soul. 

6  Gro  to  that  Friend,  poor  aching  heart; 
He  knows  how  desolate  thou  art ; 

He  waits — he  longs  to  see  thee  blest, 
And  in  himself  to  give  thee  rest. 

HYMN  359.  L.  M. 

"OEHOLD  a  stranger  at  the  door, 
■^-^  Who  gently  knocks,  has  knock'd  before ; 
Has  waited  long;  is  waiting  still : 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh  gracious  attitude !  He  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  laden  hands  ! 
Oh  matchless  kindness  !    Lo,  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  e'en  to  foes ! 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will,  the  very  friend  you  need ; 
The  man  of  Nazareth,  ^tis  He  ! 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Kise,  touch'd  with  gratitude  divine, 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine — 
That  soul-enslaving  tyrant,  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him,  for  the  human  breast 
Ne'er  entertain'd  so  kind  a  guest; 
Admit  him,  and  you'll  ne'er  expel : 
Where  Jesus  comes,  he  comes  to  dwell. 

6  Admit  him  ere  his  anger  burn. 
His  feet  departed  ne'er  return  ; 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
When  at  his  door  denied  you'll  stand, 

7  Sovereign  of  souls !  thou  prince  of  peace  ! 
Oh,  may  thy  gentle  reign  increase ! 


HYMNS  360,  361. 


Throw  wide  the  door,  each  willing  mind, 
And  be  thine  empire  all  mankind  I 

HYMN  360.  III.  4. 

lUFOUE-NER  !  art  thou  conscience  stricken 
■^'-^  Deeply  now  convinced  of  sin, 
Powerless  thy  dead  soul  to  quicken, 

By  the  serpent  stung  within  ? 
To  the  cross  look  up  and  live. 
Life  and  health  one  look  can  give. 

2  Jesus,  on  that  cross  suspended. 

Died  to  expiate  thy  guilt — 
Satisfied  God's  law  offended, 

Save  thee  by  the  blood  he  spilt — 
To  the  cross  look  up  and  live, 
Life  and  health  one  look  can  give. 

3  God  will,  for  his  sake,  forgive  thee, 

Boldly  through  his  name  apply; 
Perfect  soundness  he  will  give  thee. 

If  on  him  be  fixM  thine  eye  : 
To  the  cross  look  up  and  live. 
Life  and  health  one  look  can  give, 

HYMN  361.  IIL  5. 

r^OME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  vrretched, 
^^  Now  is  the  accepted  hour ; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you. 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power ! 

He  is  able. 
He  is  willing — doubt  no  more. 
2  Ho  !  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome  ! 
God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 
True  belief,  and  true  repentance. 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh. 

Without  money. 
Gome  to  Jesus  Ghrist,  and  buy, 

402  "'         ~ 


HYMN  362. 


3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  that  you  have  need  of  him : 

This  he  shows  you 
By  his  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall ! 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all : 

Not  the  righteous — 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him, 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 

"It  is  finished  V 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

6  Lo !  th'  incarnate  Grod,  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood: 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert. 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

HYMN  362.  II.  4. 

"OLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
-^  The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 

"403 


HYMN  363. 


The  year  of  jubilee  is  come; 
Keturn,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home  ! 

2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God ; 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  world  proclaim  : 
The  year,  &c. 

3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 

Your  heritage  above, 
Come  take  it  back  uubought; 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  : 
The  year,  &c. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell. 

Your  liberty  receive ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell ; 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live : 
The  year,  &c. 

5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  pardoning  grace ; 
Ye  happy  souls  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 
The  year,  &c. 

6  Jesus,  our  great  high-priest, 

Has  full  atonement  made ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest; 

Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad  : 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home ! 

HYMN  363.  C.  M. 

/^OME,  trembling  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
^^  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come,  with  your  fear  and  guilt  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : 


2  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 


Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 


HYMN  364. 


I  know  liis  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  '^  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess ; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  ^^I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  ^'Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  ^^I  can  but  perish  if  I  go  : 

I  am  resolved  to  try ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  forever  die." 

HYMN  364.  IV.  4. 

(~\^  turn  ye,  oh  turn  ye,  for  why  will  ye  die, 

^-^  When  God  in  great  mercy  is  coming  so  nigh  ? 

Lo,  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says.  Come; 

And  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

How  vain  the  delusion  that  while  you  delay 

Your  hearts  will  grow  better  by  staying  away ! 

Come  wretched,  come  starving,  come  just  as  you  be, 

While  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  so  free. 

That  Christ  is  now  ready  your  souls  to  receive. 

Oh  question  no  longer ;  his  promise  believe ! 

If  sin  be  a  burden,  why  longer  delay, 

When  he  bids  you  welcome,  and  calls  you  to-day  ? 

In  riches,  or  pleasure,  what  can  you  obtain 

To  soothe  your  affliction  or  banish  your  pain  ? 

To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  siinnnon'd  to  die, 

Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high  ? 
_ 


HYMN  365. 


5  Why  longer  be  starving,  thus  feeding  on  air, 
While  bread  ^s  at  your  Father's^  enough  and   to 

spare  ? 
Arise  from  your  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  Lis  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 

6  Come,  join  us  in  yielding  to  Jesus  the  heart; 
In  Jesus  confiding,  we  never  shall  part. 

Oh  how  can  we  leave  you,  thus  sadly  to  roam, 
When  angels  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home  ? 

HYMN  365.  III.  1. 

Q  OVEREIGN  grace  hath  power  alone 
^  To  subdue  a  heart  of  stone ; 
And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucified, 
Two  transgressors  with  him  died ; 
One,  with  vile,  blaspheming  tongue, 
Scoff'd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death ; 
Perish' d,  as  too  many  do, 
With  a  Saviour  in  his  view. 

4  But  the  other,  touch'd  with  grace, 
Saw  the  danger  of  his  case ; 
Faith  received  to  own  his  Lord, 
AVhom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorr'd. 

5  "  Lord,'^  he  cries,  "  remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be  :" 
"Soon  with  me,''  the  Lord  replies, 
"  Thou  shalt  rest  in  paradise." 

6  This  was  wondrous  grace  indeed  : 
Grace  bestow' d  in  time  of  need ! 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  name  : 
You  will  find  him  still  the  same. 


HYMNS  366,  367. 


HYMN  366.  L.  M. 

T^O-DAY,  if  ye  will  hear  His  voice^ 
-*-    Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice ; 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 

2  Ye  wandering  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  be  forever  bless'd  ? 
Will  you  be  saved  from  sin  and  hell  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  in  glory  dwell  ? 

3  Come,  wayward  youth,  for  ruin  bound, 
Obey  the  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

4  Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name — 
While  yet  his  love  remains  the  same — 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 

5  Leave  sinful  sport  and  transient  toys, 
Come  share  with  us  eternal  joys  ; 

Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell  ? 
Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell. 

HYMN  367.  S.  M. 

Q WEET  is  the  time  of  spring, 
^  When  nature's  charms  appear; 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 
And  hail  the  opening  year  : 

2  But  sweeter  far  the  spring 
Of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 

When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 
Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 

3  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day. 
When  light  just  streaks  the  sky; 

When  f-hades  and  darkness  pass  away. 
And  morning's  beams  are  nigh  : 


HYMN  368. 


4  But  sweeter  fiir  the  dawn 
Of  piety  in  youth  ; 

When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn 
Before  the  light  of  truth. 

5  Sweet  is  the  early  dew 

Which  gilds  the  mountains'  tops, 
And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view 
With  pearly,  glittering  drops  : 

6  But  sweeter  far  the  scene 
On  Zion's  holy  hill, 

When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 
Its  freshness  to  distil. 

7  Sweet  is  the  opening  flower 
Which  just  begins  to  bloom, 

Which  every  day  and  every  hour 
Fresh  beauties  will  assume  : 

8  But  sweeter  that  young  heart, 
Where  fiuth,  and  love,  and  peace, 

Blossom  and  bloom  in  every  part 
With  sweet  and  varied  grace. 

9  Oh  may  life's  early  spring, 
And  morning,  ere  they  flee, 

Youth's  dew,  and  its  fair  blossoming. 
Be  given,  my  God,  to  thee  1 

HYMN  368.  S.  M. 

lyrY  Saviour  bids  me  come, 
-^'-^  Ah !  why  should  I  delay  ? 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 

And  yet  from  him  I  stay. 

2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back, 
From  which  I  cannot  part  ? 

Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart  ? 

3  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show. 
Which  I  have  fear'd  to  seej 


HYMN  369. 


By  thy  good  spirit  make  mc  know 
What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

4  Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 
And  take  the  vail  away. 

5  My  guilt  is  still  the  bar, 

AVhich  thou  alone  canst  move ; 
Remove  it,  Lord,  and  thus  declare 
The  power  of  thy  love. 

HYMN  369.  III.  3. 

"  JYTERCY',  Othou  son  of  David !" 

IVX  Thus  the  blind  Bartimeus  pray'd; 
^'  Others  by  thy  word  are  saved, 
Now  to  me  aflbrd  thine  aid  I" 
Many  for  his  crying  chid  him. 
But  he  call'd  the  louder  still. 
Till  the  gracious  Saviour  bid  him, 
"  Come  and  ask  me  what  you  will.'' 
Money  was  not  what  he  wanted. 
Though  by  begging  used  to  live ; 
But  he  asked,  and  Jesus  granted, 
Alms  which  none  but  he  could  give. 
"Lord,  remove  this  grievous  blindness. 
Let  mine  eyes  behold  the  day.'' 
Straight  he  saw,  and,  won  by  kindness, 
Follow'd  Jesus  in  the  way. 
Now,  methinks  I  hear  him  praising. 
Publishing  to  all  around, 
''  Friends,  is  not  my  case  amazing  ? 
AY  hat  a  Saviour  I  have  found  ! 
"  0  that  all  the  blind  but  knew  him. 
And  would  be  advised  by  me  ! 
Surely  they  would  hasten  to  him — 
He  would  cause  them  all  to  see !" 


409 


HYMNS  370,  371. 


HYMN  370.  ni.  1. 

HARK,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord  ! 
'Tis  thy  Saviour,  hear  his  word; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee— 
''Say  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  / 

2  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  wounded,  heal'd  thy  wound; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  hght. 

3  Can  a  mother's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  a  child  she  bare? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 
Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love. 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death ! 

5  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shall  be— 

a  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ( 

6  Lord  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 
Yet  I  love  thee  and  adore; 

Oh,  for  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 

HYMN  371.  L.  M 

WITH  tearful  eyes  I  look  around- 
Life  seems  a  dark  and  stormy  sea; 
Yet,  midst  the  gloom,  I  hear  a  sound,  ^^ 
A  heavenly  whisper,  ''  Come  to  me. 
2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest — 

It  tells  me  where  my  soul  may  flee ; 
Oh  1  to  the  weary,  faint,  oppress' d,  ^ 

How  sweet  the  bidding,  "Come^to^ 

410 


HYMN  372. 


3  When  the  poor  heart  with  anguish  learns 

That  earthly  props  resign'd  must  be, 
And  from  each  broken  cii^te^n  turns, 
It  hears  the  accents,  "  Come  to  me.'* 

4  When  against  sin  I  strive  in  vain, 

And  cannot  from  its  yoke  get  free, 
Sinking  beneath  the  heavy  chain, 

The  words  arrest  me,  ''  Come  to  me.'* 

5  When  nature  shudders,  loth  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  enjoy,  and  see. 
When  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
A  sweet  voice  utters,  '^  Come  to  me.'' 

6  '^Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die; 

Earth  is  no  restino-.place  for  thee ; 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye, 
I  am  thy  portion — Come  to  me." 

7  Oh  voice  of  mercy !  voice  of  love  ! 

In  conflict,  grief,  and  agony; 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above ! 
And  gently  whisper,  '^  Come  to  me." 

HYMN  372.  8s,  4s. 

T  IGHT  beams  upon  my  inward  eye, 
•^^  New  thoughts  awake,  new  things  I  see; 
Is  this  "  the  day-spring  from  on  high," 
Shining  on  me  '^ 

2  The  God  of  love  my  soul  has  met; 

He  gently  draws  me  from  above ; 
And  though  I  do  not  love  him  yet, 
I  long  to  love. 

3  My  time  of  suffering  and  distress 

Has  proved  his  time  of  pardoning  grace ; 
Now,  that  he  chastens  but  to  blcos, 
I  clearly  trace. 

4  Earth's  vanities  my  soul  bcguil'd ; 

I  never  sought  his  will  to  know ; 

Hi 


HYMN  373. 


But  to  reclain  his  wandering  child, 
He  brought  me  low. 

5  The  past  appears  a  feverish  dream 

Of  folly  and  insensate  mirth, 
And  now  the  things  eternal  seem 
Of  boundless  worth. 

6  My  soul,  once  dead,  begins  to  move. 

Roused  by  a  hand  divine  from  sleep ; 
My  heart,  once  cold,  begins  to  love, 
My  eye  to  weep. 

7  Lord,  while  this  heavenly  light  is  shed. 

Which  while  I  gaze,  seems  still  t'  increase 
Shall  not  my  wandering  steps  be  led 
To  paths  of  peace  ? 

8  Light  of  the  world  !  Thou,  thou  hast  shone, 

With  life  and  healing  in  the  ray  ! 
Now  clear  my  path,  and  lead  me  on 
To  realms  of  day. 

HYMN  373.  L.  M. 

lUTY  only  Saviour !  when  I  feel 
^^-^  O'erwhelm'd  in  spirit,  foint,  oppress' d, 
^Tis  sweet  to  tell  thee,  while  I  kneel 
Low  at  thy  feet — Thou  art  my  rest. 

2  I'm  weary  of  the  strife  within ; 

Strong  powers  against  my  soul  contest; 
Oh  let  me  turn  from  self  and  sin 

To  thy  dear  cross — There,  there  is  rest. 

3  I'm  weary  of  this  suffering  frame. 

With  languor  and  with  pain  distrest; 
Yet  my  impatience  oft  I  blame — 

At  all  times,  Thou  canst  give  me  rest. 

4  When,  with  a  trembling  heart,  I  try 

My  state,  by  truth's  unerring  test, 
Oft  it  condemns  me,  yet  I  fly 

To  Thee  for  freedom —  Thee  for  rest. 

""412 


HYMNS  374,  375. 


Fain  would  I  learn  to  ''cease  from  man" — 

They're  "  broken  cisterns"  at  the  best — 
To  form  no  eartlily  wish  nor  plan, 

But  cleave  to  Thee — and  in  Thee  rest. 
Oh  !  sweet  will  be  the  welcome  day, 

When  from  her  toils  and  woes  released, 
My  parting  soul  in  death  shall  say, 

''Now,  Lord!  I  come  to  Thee  for  rest!" 

HYMN  374.  C.  M. 

TTOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 
-^-^  Our  sin,  how  deep  its  stains  ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 

Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 
But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : 
Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 

And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 
My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call. 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 
I  would  believe  thy  promise.  Lord ! 

Oh  help  my  unbelief. 
To  the  bless' d  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 

From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 
A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

Into  thy  arms  I  fall; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 

My  Saviour  and  my  all. 

HYMN  375.  IL  1. 

T  ORD,  thou  hast  won  ;  at  length  I  yiold; 
-"-^  My  heart,  by  mighty  grace  compell'd, 
Surrenders  all  to  thee ; 


413 


HYMN  376. 


Against  thy  terrors  long  I  strove, 
But  who  can  stand  against  thy  love  ? 
Love  conquers  even  me. 

2  All  that  a  wretch  could  do  I  tried, 
Thy  patience  scorn' d,  thy  power  defied, 

And  trampled  on  thy  laws  : 
Scarcely  thy  martyrs  at  the  stake 
Could  stand  more  steadfast  for  thy  sake. 

Than  I  in  Satan's  cause. 

3  But  since  thou  hast  thy  love  reveal' d, 
And  shown  my  soul  a  pardon  seal'd, 

I  can  resist  no  more ; 
Couldst  thou  for  such  a  sinner  bleed  ? 
Canst  thou  for  such  a  rebel  plead  ? 

I  wonder  and  adore  ! 

HYMN  376.  L.  M. 

TESTIS,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee, 
^    Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee. 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin ; 
Open  thine  arms,  and  take  me  in. 

2  Pity  and  heal  my  sin-sick  soul : 

'Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole ; 
Dark,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine, 
And  lost  I  am  till  thou  art  mine. 

3  The  mansion  for  thyself  prepare. 
Dispose  my  heart  by  entering  there  : 
^Tis  this  alone  can  make  me  clean ; 
'Tis  this  alone  can  cast  out  sin. 

4  What  shall  I  say  thy  grace  to  move  ? 
Lord,  I  am  sin,  but  thou  art  love ; 

I  give  up  every  plea  beside, — 
Lord,  I  am  lost,  but  thou  hast  died. 


414 


HYMN  377. 


XII.  DEVOTION  TO  CHRIST. 

HYMN  377.  III.  3. 

TESUS,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 
•^  All  toleave  and  follow  thee; 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 

Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be : 
Perish  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known : 
Y'et  how  rich  is  my  condition, 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own  ! 
Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me ; 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me — 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue; 
And  while  thou  shalt  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love,  and  might, 
Foes  may  hate,  and  friends  disown  me  : 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 
Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure ; 

Come  disaster,  scorn,  and  pain; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure. 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  call'd  thee  Abba,  Father, 

I  have  set  my  love  on  thee ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  tempests  gather, 

All  shall  work  for  good  to  me. 
Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest. 
Oh  !  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me. 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
Oh  !  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me. 

Were  that  joy  unmix'd  with  thee. 


415 


5  Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation; 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find,  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 
Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  : 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Arm'd  by  faith,  and  wing'd  by  prayer; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise 


HYMN  378.  L.  M. 

"OESET  with  snares  on  every  hand, 
-^  In  life's  uncertain  path  I  stand  : 
Saviour  divine,  diffuse  thy  light, 
To  guide  my  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

Engage  this  roving,  treacherous  heart, 
To  fix  on  Mary's  better  part; 
To  scorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
For  joys  that  none  can  take  away. 

Then  let  the  wildest  storms  arise. 
Let  tempests  mingle  earth  and  skies; 
No  fatal  shipwreck  shall  I  fear. 
But  all  my  treasures  with  me  bear. 

If  thou,  my  Jesus,  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  I  live,  and  joyful  die; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  flee, 
To  find  ten  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 


416 


HYMNS  379,  380. 


HYMN  379.  L.  M. 

TESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
*^    He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon; 
His  track  I  seek,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  This  is  the  way  I  long  had  sought. 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  had  been, 
Oppress' d  with  unbelief  and  sin. 

3  The  more  I  strove  against  their  power, 

1  sinn'd  and  stumbled  but  the  more; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

4  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am  : 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give ; 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

5  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round. 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood. 
And  say,  "Behold  the  way  to. God." 

HYMN  380.  C.  M. 

M  I  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb ; 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease. 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
In  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace. 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ! 


A 


HYMN  381. 


4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reigu, — 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 
ril  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 
5.  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 

Shall  conquer,  though  they're  slain; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  shall  with  Jesus  reign. 
6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

HYMN  381.  III.  3. 

J^OME,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing, 
^^  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it, 

Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love. 

2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer : 

Hither  by  thy  help  I've  come : 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

JVandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
He,  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
•  Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

3  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be ! 
Let  thy  grace,  Lord,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee  ! 
Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  G-od  I  love ; 

718  ~ 


HYMNS  382,  383. 


Here's  my  heart,  oil  take  and  seal  it; 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above  ! 

HYMN  382.  III.  1. 

pEOrLE  of  the  living  God, 

-^     I  have  sought  the  world  around. 

Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod. 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found; 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns. 

Turns  a  fugitive  unblest; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 
Lonely  I  no  longer  roam. 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave ; 
"Where  you  dwell  shall' be  my  home. 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave ; 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore ; 

l^our  Redeemer  shall  be  mine; 
Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign. 
Tell  me  not  of  gain  or  loss. 

Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp,  and  power: 
Welcome  poverty  and  cross. 

Shame,  reproach,  afHiction's  power; 
"  Follow  me  !"     I  know  thy  voice; 

Jesus,  Lord,  thy  steps  I  see ; 
Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice. 

Light 's  thy  burden  now  to  me.  ^ 

HYMN  383.  IL  1. 

"ITTHEN  with  my  mind  devoutly  prest, 
^^     Dear  Saviour  !  my  revolving  breast 

Would  past  offences  trace, 
Trembling  I  make  the  black  review 
Y^et  pleased  behold,  admiring  too. 
The  power  of  changing  grace. 


419 


HYMN  384. 


2  This  tongue,  by  sinful  words  defiled, 
These  feet  to  erring  paths  beguiled, 

In  heavenly  league  agree  : 
Who  could  believe  such  lips  could  praise. 
Or  think  my  dark  and  winding  ways 

Should  ever  lead  to  thee  ! 
8  These  eyes  that  once  abused  their  sight. 
Now  lift  to  thee  their  watery  light. 

And  weep  a  silent  flood ; 
These  hands  ascend  in  ceaseless  prayer, 
Or  wash  away  the  stains  they  wear 

In  thy  redeeming  blood. 

4  These  ears  that  pleased  could  entertain 
Discourse  unhallow'd,  songs  profane, 

When  rounc}  the  festal  board ; 
Now  deaf  to  all  the  enchanting  voice. 
Avoid  the  throng,  detest  the  joys. 

And  press  to  hear  thy  word. 

5  Thus  art  Thou  served  in  every  part — 

Oh  wouldst  Thou  more  transform  my  heart, 

That  drossy  thing  refine  ? 
Then  grace  shall  nature's  strength  control. 
And  a  new  creature,  body — soul — 

Be,  Lord,  forever  thine  ! 

HYxMN  384.  9s,  6s. 

AGx\IN  the  orient  light  is  sliining ; 
Again  on  thee,  my  God,  reclining. 
Would  I  pursue  my  way, 
Would  follow  where  thy  voice  shall  call  me, 
Would  cling  to  thee  what'er  befall  me; 
And  oh,  let  thy  mild  look  recall  me, 
When  I  would  go  astray. 
2  Nor  pain,  nor  languor,  can  deprive  me 
Of  comfort,  if  thy  grace  revive  me ; 
And  though  my  cross  I  take, 

420 


HYMN  385. 


Those  who  will  follow  thee,  must  bear  it, 
And  thou  will  condescend  to  share  it ; 
Oh,  let  me,  Lord,  with  that  compare  it, 

Borne  meekly  for  my  sake. 
It  may  be,  through  thy  gracious  presence, 
(That  smile  which  is  of  joy  the  essence,) 

Bliss  may  on  mc  be  shed  : 
My  favour'd  soul,  in  thee  delighting, 
Thy  loveliness  her  love  exciting, 
Thy  Spirit  all  her  powers  uniting, 

With  joy  her  path  may  tread. 
But  if  dejected,  faint,  and  weary. 
My  path,  to-day,  seems  rough  and  dreary, 

Oh  let  thy  pitying  love, 
That  source  of  sweetest  comfort — cheer  me. 
And  tell  me  thou  art  ever  near  me, 
To  strengthen,  guide,  defend,  and  hear  me. 

My  all  in  all  to  prove. 
Should  any  earthly  thing  distress  me; 
Should  suffering,  cares,  or  fears  depress  me. 

When  thou  thy  love  hast  given  ? 
When  thou  wilt  leave  not,  nor  forsake  me, 
But  meet  for  thine  own  presence  make  me. 
And  soon  wilt  come  thyself  to  take  me, 

To  dwell  with  thee  in  heaven  ? 
Oh,  no  !     With  such  a  God  and  Saviour, 
Sweet  peace  should  stamp  my  whole  behaviour, 

Whate'er  my  present  lot; 
Without  a  care  my  path  pursuing, 
My  strength  by  hourly  prayer  renewing, 
Let  me,  the  glorious  future  viewing, 

Go  on,  and  falter  not. 


I 


421 


HYMN  385.  10s. 

COME,  my  Lord,  to  offer  up  to  thee 
A  worthless,  but  a  willing  offering ; 


HYxMN  386. 


A  heart,  where  only  evil  I  can  see, 

Yet  not  for  that,  refuse  the  gift  I  bring  : 
Oh,  deign  t'  accept  it — cast  each  evil  out, 
And  make  it  pure,  and  new,  within,  without. 
I  come,  my  Lord,  to  offer  up  to  thee 

All  it  now  suffers  of  distress  and  pain : 
It  is  thine  own ;  work  thou  thy  will  in  me ; 

Let  me  not  once  resist  it,  or  complain, 
But  meekly  in  my  sufferings  acquiesce. 
Assured  that  thou  each  pang  wilt  deign  to  bles.s. 
I  come,  my  Lord,  to  offer  up  to  thee 

All  that  this  heart  can  dictate  or  perform  : 
Let  thy  blest  Spirit  its  comptroller  be. 

Let  thy  pure  love  its  every  movement  warm. 
And  make  that  heart,  once  sin's  defiled  abode, 
The  holy  habitation  of  my  God. 
I  come,  my  Lord,  to  offer  up  to  thee 

The  brief  remainder  of  life's  fleeting  span : 
Whate'er  I  have,  or  am,  thine  own  shall  be. 

Without  thee,  I  will  form  no  wish  nor  plan ; 
Time,  talents,  influence,  actions,  thoughts,  and 

words, 
All,  all  be  unreservedly  my  Lord's  ! 
I  come,  my  Lord,  to  offer  up  to  thee 

A  creature,  made  thine  own  by  every  tie  : 
Hast  thou  not  form'd,  preserved,  and  ransom'd 
me? 

Oh,  didst  thou  not  to  pay  my  ransom  die  ? 
Lord,  at  thy  feet  my  worthless  self  I  lay. 
Oh  never,  never  cast  me  thence  away ! 

HYMN  386.  L.  M. 

f^  THOU  by  long  experience  tried, 
^-^  Near  whom  no  grief  can  long  abide ; 
My  Lord,  how  full  of  sweet  content 
I  pass  my  years  of  banishment ! 

422  ; 


HYMN  387. 


2  All  scenes  alike  engaging  prove 

To  souls  impressed  with  sacred  love ! 
Where'er  thcj  dwell,  they  dwell  in  thee : 
In  heaven,  in  earth,  or  on  the  sea. 

3  To  me  remains  nor  place  nor  time, 
My  country  is  in  every  clime : 

I  can  be  calm  and  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

4  While  place  we  seek,  or  place  we  shun, 
.'The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none; 

But  with  my  God  to  guide  my  way, 
^Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

5  Could  I  be  cast  where  thou  art  not, 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot; 
But  regions  none  remote  I  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

HYMN  387.  11.  4. 

JESUS,  at  thy  command 
*^  I  launch  into  the  deep, 
And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  to  sleep : 
For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign. 
And  sail  to  heaven  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  Thou  art  my  Pilot  wise ; 

My  compass  is  thy  word ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies 

While  I  have  such  a  Lord  : 
I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  power 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Through  rocks  and  quicksands  deep 

Though  all  my  passage  lie, 
Yet  thou  wilt  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  with  tliine  eye  : 
My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boisterous  storm  outride. 


HYMN  388. 


4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest; 
My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 

And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast : 
Oh  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore 
Where  wind  and  waves  resound  no  more ! 

5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie. 

And  storms  and  winds  subside; 
Lord,  to  my  succour  fly, 

And  keep  me  near  thy  side  : 
For  more  the  treacherous  culm  I  dread 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

6  Come,  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 

A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me,  from  below. 

To  heaven,  my  destined  place  : 
Then  in  full  sail  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

HYMN  388.  *  III.  3. 

TSIlx\EL'S  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me, 
-^  Through  my  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  me, 

Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 
Could  I  wander,  fear  disdaining, 

Could  I  quit  thy  sheltering  fold. 
Heedless  of  the  grace  constraining. 

In  the  strength  of  nature  bold  ? 
2  No ;  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 

Meekly  kneeling,  I  implore ; 
I  have  found  thee,  and  would  never, 

Never  wander  from  thee  more. 
Oh,  how  sweet,  how  comfortable, 

In  this  wilderness  to  see 
Such  provisions,  such  a  table 

Spread  for  guilty  souls  like  me  ! 


HYMN  389. 


3  There  thy  bounty  still  partaking, 

Bread  and  consecrated  wine ; 
Freely  all  things  else  forsaking, 

I  behold  the  Saviour  mine. 
In  that  bruised  body  broken, 

In  the  shedding  of  that  blood. 
What  a  gracious  pledge  and  token, 

Lord,  have  we,  for  every  good ! 

4  Come,  my  soul,  temptation  flying, 

Arm  thee  for  the  strife  within ; 
Jesus,  thy  Redeemer,  dying, 

Shows  the  hateful  guilt  of  sin. 
Yield,  my  heart,  no  longer  hardened, 

House  thy  every  latent  power; 
Cleansed  and  wash'd,  and  freely  pardon'd, 

Go  in  peace,  and  sin  no  more. 

HYMN  389.  L.  M. 

T  ET  others  ask  for  transient  mirth, 
-*-^  And  look  for  pleasures  here  on  earth ; 
I  press  to  seek  a  heavenly  land ; 
My  pleasures  are  at  God's  right  hand. 

2  My  hope  is  on  my  Saviour's  breast; 
My  portion  at  his  marriage  feast; 

My  kingdom  far  removed  from  hence ; 
Heaven  is  mine  inheritance. 

3  How  can  I  stay  ?  my  Lord  is  gone ; 
He  hath  possession  of  his  throne ; 
He  calls  me  home,  and  I  must  go, 
I  cannot  rest  content  below. 

4  Pleasure  and  gain  may  strew  my  road, 
And  tempt  me  to  forsake  ni}^  God ; 
But  Jesus  hath  engnged  my  heart; 
My  soul  from  him  shall  never  part. 

5  Oh  I  how  can  I  h*is  love  abuse. 

Or  such  amazing  grace  refuse ; 
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HYMNS  390,  891, 


Still,  gracious  Lord,  my  ruler  be,  • 
ril  serve  no  other  gods  but  thee. 

-       IIYMN  390.  III.  1. 

OFT  in  danger,  and  in  woe, 
Oinvard,  Christians,  onward  go; 
Faithfully  maintain  the  strife. 
Strengthened  by  the  bread  of  life. 

2  Onward,  Christians,  onward  go, 
Press  to  heaven  through  every  foe ; 
Ye  shall  conquer  in  the  hour 
Of  the  tempter's  greatest  power. 

8  Let  your  drooping  heart  be  glad, 
Fight,  in  heavenly  armour  clad  ! 
Faint  not,  though  the  strife  be  long, 
Soon  will  victory  tune  your  song. 

4  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye, 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry ; 
Let  not  fears  your  course  impede. 
Great  your  strength,  if  great  your  need. 

5  Onward  then,  to  glory  move. 

More  than  conquerors  ye  shall  prove ; 
Still  through  danger,  toil  and  woe, 
Onward,  Christians,  onward  go  ! 

HYMN  391.  II.  6. 

n^O  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour, 
-*-    My  heart  exulting  sings ; 
Rejoicing  in  thy  favour. 

Almighty  King  of  kings, 
I'll  celebrate  thy  glory 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 
2  Soon  as  the  morn  with  roses 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 

426 


HYMN  392. 


;A.nd  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast, 
My  voice  in  supplication, 

"Well  pleased  thou  shalt  hear ; 
Oh  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 
3  By  thee  through  life  supported, 

I  pass  the  dangerous  road, 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted 

Up  to  their  blight  abode. 
There  cast  my  crov/n  before  thee, 

Now  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
And  day  and  night  adore  thee: 

What  can  an  angel  more  ? 

HYMN  392.  C.  M. 

"OY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 
■^  How  sweet  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill. 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo !  such  the  child,  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod ; 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God  ! 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  0  Thou,  whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  thy  Father's  shrine  ! 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crown'd, 
Were  all  alike  divine; 

5  Dependent  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone. 

In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 

To  keep  us  still  thy  own. 
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HYMN  393. 


HYMN  398.  P.  M. 

TTERE  is  my  heart ! — my  God,  I  give  it  thee  : 
-^      I  heard  thee  call  and  say, 
"Not  to  the  "world,  my  child,  but  unto  me,'^ — 
I  heard  and  will  obey. 
Here  is  love's  offering  to  my  King, 
Which  a  glad  sacrifice  I  bring ; 
Here  is  my  heart. 

2  Here  is  my  heart ! — surely  the  gift,  though  poor, 
My  God  will  not  despise; 
Yainly  and  long  I  sought  to  make  it  pure, 
To  meet  thy  searching  eyes; 
Corrupted  first  in  Adam's  fall, 
The  stains  of  sin  pollute  it  all, — 
My  guilty  heart ! 

8  Here  is  my  heart ! — my  heart  so  hard  before, 
Now  by  thy  grace  made  meet; 
Yet  bruised  and  wearied,  it  can  only  pour 
Its  anguish  at  thy  feet  : 
It  groans  beneath  the  weight  of  sin, 
It  sighs  salvation's  joy  to  win, — 
My  mourning  heart ! 

4  Here  is  my  heart ! — in  Christ  its  longings  end. 

Near  to  his  cross  it  draws ; 
It  says,  "  Thou  art  my  portion,  0  my  friend, 
Thy  blood  my  ransom  was;" 
And  in  the  Saviour  it  has  found 
What  blessedness  and  peace  abound, — 
My  trusting  heart ! 

5  Here  is  my  heart ! — ah  !  Holy  Spirit,  come, 

Its  nature  to  renew, 
And  consecrate  it  wholly  as  thy  home, 
A  temple  fair  and  true ; 

428  ~ 


HYMN  394. 


Teacli  it  to  love  and  serve  thee  more, 
To  fear  thee,  trust  thee,  and  adore, — 
My  cleansed  heart ! 

6  Here  is  my  heart ! — it  trembles  to  draw  near 

The  glory  of  thy  throne ; 
Give  it  the  shining  robe  thy  servants  wear, 
Of  righteousness  thine  own : 
Its  pride  and  fo]ly  chase  away, 
And  all  its  vanity,  I  pray, — 
My  humbled  heart ! 

7  Here  is  my  heart  ! — teach  it,  0  Lord,  to  cling 

In  gladness  unto -thee  ; 
And  in  the  day  of  sorrow  still  to  sing, 
''  \yelcome  my  God's  decree,^ ^. 
Believing,  all  its  journey  through, 
That  thou  art  wise,  and  just,  and  true, — 
My  waiting  heart ! 

8  Here  is  my  heart ! — 0  Friend  of  friends,  be  near 

To  make  each  tempter  fly; 
And  when  my  latest  foe  I  wait  with  fear, 
Give  me  the  victory  ! 
Gladly  on  thy  love  reposing, 
Let  me  say,  when  life  is  closing, 
Here  is  my  heart ! 

HYMN  394.  S.  M. 

*'  lUTY  times  are  in  thy  liand:'^ 
-'-'-*-  My  God,  I  wish  them  there ; 
My  life,  my  friends,  my  soul  I  leave 
Entirely  to  thy  care. 

2  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand,'' 
Whatever  they  may  be, 

Pleasing  or  painful,  dark  or  bright. 
As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 

3  "  My  times  arc  in  thy  hand," 
Why  should  I  doubt  or  fear? 

429 


HYMN  395. 


My  Father's  band  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand/' 
Jesus,  the  crucified ; 

The  hand  my  cruel  sins  had  pierced 
Is  now  my  guard  and  guide. 

5  "My  times  are  in  thy  hand;'' 
Jesus,  my  Advocate; 

Nor  shall  thy  hand  be  stretch' d  in  vain 
For  me  to  supplicate. 

6  "  My  times  are  in  thy  hand;" 
I'll  always  trust  in  thee; 

And,  after  death,  at  thy  right  hand 
I  shall  forever  be. 


HYMN  395.  6s,  4s. 

ATEARER,  my  God,  to  thee,- 
-^^    Nearer  to  thee  ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ; 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, — 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

2  Though  like  a  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  comes  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, — 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

3  Then  let  my  way  appear 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me 
In  mercy  given ; 


430 


HYMN  39G. 


Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee^ — 
Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts, 

liJright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, — 

Nearer  to  thee  I 

5  And  when  on  joyful  wing, 

Cleaving  the  sky ; 
Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be. 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee, — 

Nearer  to  thee ! 


XIII.  HAPPINESS  OF  THE  CHRISTIAN. 

HYMN  396.  II.  1. 

TTOW  happy  is  the  Christian's  lot ! 

-*-^  How  free  from  every  anxious  thought. 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
Confined  to  neither  court  nor  cell. 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell ; 

He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine. 
Already  saved  from  low  design, 

•  From  every  creature-love  ! 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good. 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load. 
And  seeks  the  things  above. 

431  To  G 


HYMN  397. 


3  The  tilings  eternal  I  pursue  : 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  who  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen ; 
Their  honours,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess, 
No  cottage  in  this  wilderness ; 

A  poor  wayfaring  man, 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below. 
Or  ghidly  wander  to  and  fro. 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

5  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there. 

And  my  abiding  home ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay. 
And  angels  beckon  me  away. 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come  ! 

HYMN  397.  C.  M. 

TT7HEN  languor  and  disease  invade 

*  '     This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  bej'ond  my  pains, 
And  long  to  fly  away. 

2  Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 

Where  Jesus  pleads  above ; 
Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 
The  whisper  of  his  love. 

3  Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  name 

In  life's  fliir  book  set  down ; 
Sweet  to  look  forward,  and  behold 
Eternal  joys  my  own. 

4  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid  ; 

Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 

My  debt  of  suffering  paid, 
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HYMN  398. 


5  Sweet  in  his  righteousness  to  stand. 

Which  saves  irom  second  death ; 
Sweet  to  experience,  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quickening  breath. 

6  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands. 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 

7  If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
AVhere  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 
Immediately  from  thee  ! 

HYMN  398.  5,6,9. 

TTOW  happy  are  they 
-"-^  Who  their  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 
Oh,  what  tongue  can  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 

Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love ! 

2  That  comfort  was  mine 
When  the  favour  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb ; 

When  my  heart  it  believed, 

AVhat  a  joy  I  received ! 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Kedeemer  to  know  : 

The  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet. 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus,  all  the  day  long, 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song 


Oh  that  all  bis  salvation  might  see ! 


433 


HYMN  399. 


He  liatli  loved  mo,  I  cried, 

He  bath  suffer' d  aud  died, 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin  and  temptation  and  pain; 

And  I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve. 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  Oh,  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  is  found  in  his  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  a  Saviour  possess'd, 

We  are  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  fill'd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

HYMN  399.  III.  3. 

f^  LOEIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

^-^  Zion,  city  of  our  God  ! 

He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode. 
On  the  Rock  of  ages  founded. 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded. 

Thou  mayest  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See  !  the  streams  of  living  waters 

Springing  from  eternal  love. 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  his  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 
Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood  ! 

434 


HYMN  400. 


Jesus,  wliom  your  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  you  kings  and  priests  to  God. 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 

Over  self  to  reign  as  kings ; 
And,  as  priests,  his  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-offering  brings. 
Saviour,  if  of  Zion's  city, 

I,  through  grace,  a  member  am, 
Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  vrill  glory  in  thy  name. 
Fading  is  the  worldling's  pleasure. 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show; 
Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure 

None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

HYMN  400.  C.  M. 

T  WAS  a  grovelling  creature  once, 
-^  And  basely  cleaved  to  earth  3 
I  wanted  spirit  to  renounce 

The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 
But  God  has  breathed  upon  a  worm, 

And  sent  me,  from  above. 
Wings  such  as  clothe  an  angcFs  form — 

The  wings  of  joy  and  love. 
With  these  to  Pisgah's  top  I  fly, 

And  there  delighted  stand. 
To  view,  beneath  a  shining  sky, 

The  spacious  promised  land. 
The  Lord  of  all  the  vast  domain 

Has  promised  it  to  me. 
The  length  and  breadth  of  all  the  plain. 

As  far  as  faith  can  see. 
How  glorious  is  my  privilege  ! 

To  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
I  stand  upon  a  mountain's  edge, — 

Oh  save  me,  lest  I  fall ! 


PIYMNS  401,  402. 


6  Thougli  much  exalted  in  the  Lord, 
My  strength  is  not  my  own  : 
Then  let  me  tremble  at  his  word, 
And  none  shall  cast  me  down. 

HYMN  401.  11.  2. 

TXTHY  should  I  fear  the  darkest  hour, 

'  '     Or  tremble  at  the  tempter's  power? 
Jesus  vouchsafes  to  be  my  tower : 
Though  hot  the  fight,  why  quit  the  field  ? 
Why  must  I  either  flee  or  yield, 
Since  Jesus  is  my  mighty  shield  ? 

2  When  creature  comforts  fade  and  die, 
Worldliogs  may  weep  ;  but  why  should  I  ? 
Jesus  still  lives,  and  still  is  nigh. 
Though  all  the  flocks  and  herds  were  dead, 
My  soul  a  famine  need  not  dread, 

For  Jesus  is  my  living  bread. 

3  I  know  not  what  may  soon  betide, 
Or  how  my  wants  shall  be  supplied  j 
But  Jesus  knows,  and  will  provide. 
Though  sin  would  fill  me  with  distress, 
The  throne  of  grace  I  dare  address. 
For  Jesus  is  my  righteousness. 

4  Though  faint  my  prayers,  and  cold  my  love. 
My  steadfast  hope  shall  not  remove 
While  Jesus  intercedes  above. 

Against  me  earth  and  hell  combine ; 
But  on  my  side  is  power  divine  : 
Jesus  is  all,  and  he  is  mine. 

HYMN  402.  III.  4. 

T  ET  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder ; 

-^  Let  us  praise  the  Saviour's  name : 

He  has  hush'd  the  law's  loud  thunder, 

He  has  quench'd  Mount  Sinai's  flame; 
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HYMN  403. 


He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
He  has  brought  us  nigh  to  God. 

2  Let  us  love  the  Lord  who  bought  us, 

Dying  for  our  rebel  race  ', 
Call'd  us  by  his  Word,  and  taught  us 

By  the  Spirit  of  his  grace  : 
He  has  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
He  presents  our  soul  to  God. 

3  Let  us  sing,  though  fierce  temptation 

Threaten  hard  to  bear  us  down ; 
For  the  Lord,  our  strong  salvation, 

Holds  in  view  the  conqueror's  crown  : 
He  who  wash'd  us  with  his  blood, 
Soon  will  bring  us  home  to  God. 

4  Let  us  praise,  and  join  the  chorus 

Of  his  saints  enthroned  on  high ; 
Here,  they  trusted  him  before  us, 

Now  their  praises  fill  the  sky  : — 
^•Thou  hast  wash'd  us  with  thy  blood; 
Thou  art  worthy.  Lamb  of  God  !'^ 

HYMN  403.  L.  M. 

^HE  ransom'd  spirit  to  her  home, 

-*-    The  clime  of  cloudless  beauty,  flics; 

No  more  on  stormy  seas  to  roam. 

She  hails  her  haven  in  the  skies  : 
But  cheerless  are  those  heavenly  fields, 
That  cloudless  clime  no  pleasure  yields. 

There  is  no  bliss  in  bowers  above. 

If  thou  art  absent,  holy  Love  ! 
2  The  cherub  near  the  viewless  throne 

Hath  smote  the  harp  with  trembling  hand. 
And  one  with  incense-tire  hath  ilown 

To  touch  with  flame  the  angel  band ; 

But  tuneless  is  the  quivering  string, 

No  melody  can  Gabriel  bring  ; 
_ 


HYMN  404. 


Mute  are  its  arches^  wlien  above 

The  harps  of  heaven  wake  not  to  Love. 

Earth,  sea,  and  sky  one  language  speak, 
In  harmony  that  soothes  the  soul ; 

'Tis  heard  when  scarce  the  zephyrs  wake, 
And  when  on  thunders,  thunders  roll : 

That  voice  is  heard,  and  tumults  cease — 

It  whispers  to  the  bosom  peace  : 
Speak,  thou  Inspirer,  from  above. 
And  cheer  our  hearts,  celestial  Love  ! 


O' 


HYMN  404.  5s,  lis. 

iH  tell  me  no  more 
Of  this  world's  vain  store  : 
The  time  for  these  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er : 
A  country  Tve  found 
Where  true  joys  abound  : 
To  dwell  I'm  determined  on  that  happy  ground. 
2  The  souls  that  believe, 
In  paradise  live ; 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive. 
My  soul,  don't  delay. 
He  calls  thee  away ; 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 
o  No  mortal  doth  know 
What  he  can  bestow, 
What  light,  strength,  and  comfort,  do  after  him  go. 
So  onward  I  move, 
And,  but  Christ  above, 
None  guesses  how  wondrous  the  journey  will  prove. 
4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win 
From  death,  hell,  and  sin, 
^ Midst  outward  afflictions,  shall  feel  Christ  within. 
Perhaps  for  his  name, 
Poor  dust  as  I  am, 

Some  works  I  shall  finish  with  glad-loving  aim. 

— 


HYMN  405. 


5  I  still  (w'liicli  is  best) 
Shall  in  his  dear  breast, 

As  at  the  beginning,  find  pardon  and  rest ; 

And  when  I'm  to  die, 

Eeceive  me,  I'll  cry, 
For  Jesus  has  loved  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

6  But  this  I  da  find. 
We  two  arc  so  join'd, 

He'll  not  live  in  glory,  and  leave  mc  behind. 

Lo !  this  is  the  race  ^ 

I'm  running  through  grace 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 

7  And  now  I'm  in  care, 
My  neighbours  may  share 

Those  blessings :  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you  dare  ? 

In  bondage,  oh  why, 

And  death,  will  you  lie. 
When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh  ? 

HYMN  405.  8s,  9s. 

'pHERE  is  a  thought  can  lift  the  soul 
-^   Above  the  narrow  sphere  that  bounds  it — 
A  star,  that  sheds  its  mild  control 
Brightest,  when  grief's  dark  cloud  surrounds  it; 
And  pours  a  soft,  pervading  ray. 
Life's  ills  can  never  chase  away. 

2  When  earthly  joys  have  left  the  breast, 
And  e'en  the  last  fond  hope  that's  cherish'd 

Of  mortal  bliss,  too,  like  the  rest. 
Beneath  woe's  withering  touch  has  perish'd, — 
With  fadeless  lustre  streams  that  light — 
A  halo  on  the  brow  of  night. 

3  And  bitter  were  our  sojourn  here, 
In  this  dark  wilderness  of  sorrow, 

Did  not  that  rainbow  beam  appear — 
The  herald  of  a  brighter  morrow — 


HYMNS  406,  407. 


A  friendly  beacou  from  ou  liigb, 
To  guide  us  to  eternity. 

HYMN  406.  8,  6,  8. 

"1X7 HEN  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God^ 
^^     In  trial's  fearful  hour — 
Bow,  alhresign'd,  beneath  his  rod, 

And  bless  his  sparing  power, 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress — 
A  foi»ntain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  Oh  !  to  be  brought  to  Jesus'  feet, 

Though  sorrow  fix  me  there, 
Is  still  a  privilege  ;  and  sweet 

The  energies  of  prayer, 
Though  sighs  and  tears  its  language  be, 
If  Christ  be  nigh,  and  smile^on  me. 

3  Oh  !  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave  j 

Still  blessed  when  it  takes  : 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save, 

Who  heals  the  heart  he  breaks : 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores  and  death  obeys. 

HYMN  407.  S.  M. 

f^  HEEN  pastures  and  clear  streams, 
Freedom  and  quiet  rest, 
Christ's  flock  enjoy  beneath  his  beams, 
Or  in  his  shadow  bless'd. 

2  The  mountain  and  the  vale. 
Forest  and  field  they  range ; 

The  morning  dew,,  the  evening  gale 
Bring  health  in  every  change. 

3  Secure,  amid  alarms, 
Fr'om  violence  or  snares, 

The  lambs  he  gathers  in  his  arms, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears. 


HYMN  408. 


4  The  wounded  and  the  weak 
lie  comforts,  heals,  and  binds ; 

The  lost  he  came  from  heaven  to  seek, 
And  saves  them  \Vhen  he  finds. 

5  Through  wilds  of  brier  and  thorn, 
In  darkness  if  they  stray, 

They  wander  not  unseen,  forlorn : 
Their  Shepherd  is  their  way. 

6  Should  storms  of  trouble  blow, 
Warn'd  of  the  coming  shock,  * 

They  to  the  Rock  of  ages  go : 
Their  Shepherd  is  their  rock. 

7  Let  earth  and  hell  oppose, 
Let  Satan  take  the  field ; 

Quench' d  are  the  darts  of  all  their  foes, 
Their  Shepherd  is  their  shield. 

8  Death  may  assail,  but  Death 
Is  vanquish'd  in  the  strife ; 

Their  moment  of  departing  breath 
Begins  eternal  life. 

9  Conflicts  and  trials  done, 
His  glory  they  behold, 

Where  Jesus  and  his  flock  are  one, 
One  Shepherd,  and  one  fold. 
10     When  the  last  trump  shall  sound. 
And  graves  break  up  their  sleep, 
At  his  right  hand  may  we  be  found, 
Among  the  chosen  sheep. 


XIV.  MISSIONS. 

HYMN  408.  8,  7,  6. 

^l/'ATCHiMEN,  onward  to  your  stations, 

^  '     Blow  the  trumpet  long  and  loud; 
__ 


HYMN  409. 


Preach  the  gospel  to  the  nations, 
Speak  to  every  gathering  crowd  : 
See  !  the  day  is  breaking; 
See  !  the  saints  awaking, 
No  more  in  sadness  bow'd ! 

2  "Watchmen,  hail  the  rising  glory 

Of  the  great  Messiah's  reign ; 
Tell  the  Saviour's  bleeding  story — 
Tell  it  to  the  listening  train. 
Sec  his  love  revealing, 
See  the  Spirit  sealing; 
^Tis  life  among  the  slain  ! 

3  AVatchmen,  as  the  clouds  are  flying, 

As  the  doves  in  haste  return, 
Thousands  from  amid  the  dying, 
Flee  to  Christ  his  love  to  learn; 

All  their  sighs  and  sadness 

Turn  to  joy  and  gladness. 
When  they  his  grace  discern. 

HYMN  409.  L.  M. 

IVTAEK'D  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies, 
IVX  rpjj-g  promise  meets  our  anxious  eyes- 
That  heathen  lands  the  Lord  shall  know, 
And  warm  with  faith,  each  bosom  glow. 

2  E'en  now  the  hallow'd  scenes  appear; 
E'en  now  unfolds  the  promised  year; 
Lo  !  distant  shores  thy  heralds  trace, 
And  swell  the  tidings  of  thy  grace. 

o  'Mid  burning  climes  and  frozen  plains, 
Y/here  pagan  darkness  brooding  reigns. 
Oh  mark  their  steps,  their  fears  subdue. 
And  nerve  their  arm  and  clear  their  view. 

4  When,  worn  by  toil,  their  spirits  fail. 
Bid  them  the  glorious  future  hail ; 


HYMNS  410,  411. 


Bid  them  the  crown  of  life  survey, 
And  onward  urge  in  faith  their  way. 
0  Lord  !  amid  this  gloomy  night 
Appear  to  bless  our  aching  sight ; 
Turn  thou  our  darkness  into  day; 
Let  every  nation  own  thy  sway. 

HYMN  410.  IIL  1. 

TTARK  !  tlie  song  of  jubilee, 
■^-^  Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar ; 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore. 
Hallelujah  !  for  tlie  Lord 

God  Omnipotent  shall  reign  : 
Hallelujah!  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 
See  Jehovah's  banners  furl'd, 

Sheath'd  his  sword  :  he  speaks — 'tis  done; 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 
He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  illimitable  sway; 
He  shall  reign  when  like  a  scroll 

Yonder  heavens  have  pass'd  away. 
Then  the  end  :  beneath  his  rod 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall : 
Hallelujah  !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all. 

HYMN  411.  m.  1. 

TI/^ATCHMAN  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

'  '     What, its  signs  of  promise  are  ? 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

Sec  that  glnry-bcamiug  star  ! 
Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell? 


443 


■I 


HYMN  412. 


Traveller  !  yes  :  it  brings  the  day — 
Promised  day  of  Israel ! 

Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own  : 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth  ! 

Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman  I  let  thy  wandering  cease  j 

Haste  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 


HYMN  412.  III.  5.    * 

"\rES,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking. 

Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand ; 
God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking. 
By  his  word  in  every  land  : 
Mark  his  progress : 
^  Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 

2  While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 

While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 
God  the  Saviour  is  preparing 

Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad  : 

Every  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

3  God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious. 

Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand ; 
__ 


HYMN  418. 


Make  the  gospel  soon  victorious 
Through  the  world,  in  every  land : 

Perisli  idols, 
At  Jehovah's  dread  command. 

HYMN  413.  III.  5. 

O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 
Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze ; 
All  the  promises  do  travail 
With  a  glorious  day  of  grace  : 

Blessed  jubilee ! 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 

Let  the  rude  barbarian  see 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 
Once  obtained  on  Calvary  ; 

Let  the  gospel 
Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide,  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Let  them  have  the  glorious  light ; 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night; 

And  redemption. 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

4  May  the  glorious  day  approaching, 

On  their  fearful  darkness  shine; 
And  the  everlasting  gospel  i 

Spread  abroad  thy  name  divine 

To  the  borders 
Of  the  great  Immanuel's  land. 

5  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel, 

^Yin  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominion 
Multiply,  and  still  increase; 

May  thy  sceptre 
Over  all  the  earth  be  swayed. 

445 


HYMNS  414,  415. 


HYxMN  414.  III.  5. 

/~\N  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
^-^  Lo,  tlie  sacred  Herald  stands, 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing, 

Zion  long  in  hostile  hands ; 
Mourning  captive, 

God  himself  willloose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful, 

All  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 

Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 

By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning, 
Zion  still  is  well  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee, 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee, 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end — 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  returns  to  send. 

4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past; 
For  thy  shame,  thou  shalt  have  double- 
Days  of  peace  are  come  at  last ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest, 

HYMN  415.  II.  6. 

IVrOW  be  the  gospel  banner 
■^^    In  every  land  unfurl'd; 
And  be  the  shout,  Hosanna ! 

Re-echoed  through  the  world ; 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 
"446 


HYMNS  416,  417. 


2  Yes,  thou  sbalt  reign  forever, 

0  Jesus,  King  of  kings  ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favour. 

Each  ransom'd  captive  sings  :       ^ 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise. 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 

HYMN  416.  L.  M. 

"jVTIGHT  wraps  the  land  where  Jesus  spoke, 
■^^    No  guiding  star  the  wise  men  see ; 
And  heavy  is  oppression's  yoke 

Where  first  the  gospel  said,  "Be  free  I" 

2  And  where  the  harps  of  angels  bore 

Heaven's  message  to  the  shepherd-throng. 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  no  more 
To  murmur  Bethlehem's  vales  along. 

3  Send  forth,  send  forth  the  glorious  light, 

That  from  eternal  woe  doth  save ; 
And  bid  Christ's  heralds  speed  their  flight, 
Ere  millions  find  a  hopeless  grave. 

4  Behold  the  knee  of  childhood  bends 

In  prayer  for  that  benighted  land. 
And  with  its  Sabbath  lesson  blends 
Fond  memory,  of  the  mission  band. 
5  With  pitying  zeal,  o'er  ocean's  wave 
We  reach,  the  helpless  hand  to  take; 
May  we  at  least  one  wanderer  save  ! 
We  ask  it  for  the  Saviour's  sake. 

HYMN  417.  IV.  4. 

T>ISE,  daughter  of  Zion,  thy  mourning  is  o'er; 
■^^  The  night  that  hath  vailed  thee  shall  vail 

thee  no  more ; 
Wear  the  robes  of  morning;  arise  thou  and  shine, 
For  the  beauty  and  light  of  Jehovah  are  thine. 

447  11  ^ 


HYMN  418. 


2  Oh  lift  up  thine  eyes,  look  around  thee^  and  see 
How  thy  children  are  gathering  together  to  thee ; 
Like  doves  on  the  wing,  flying  home  to  be  blest 
At  thine  altar  with  peace,  in  thy  bosom  with  rest. 

3  From  the  sea's  farthest  shores,  and  like  its  full  tide. 
The  nations  new-born,  how  they  flow  to  thy  side ! 
To  freedom  forth  springing,  thy  light  having  seen, 
They  bless  thee  a  mother,  and  hail  thee  a  queen. 

4  Who  wasted  thee  once,  lowly  kneel  at  thy  throne, 
Rejoicing  thy  sceptre  of  mercy  to  own  : 

And  the  proud  and  the  lofty,  that  hail  not  thy  day, 
In  the  blase  of  its  noon  shall  but  wither  away. 

5  In  thy  kingdom  of  love  shall  all  violence  cease ; 
Thine  exactors  be  justice,  thine  officers  peace; 
Thy  people  all  righteous,  and  truth  all  thy  ways; 
Thy  gates  are  salvation,  thy  portals  are  praise. 

6  Jehovah  thy  Beauty,  thy  Brightness,  thy  Crown, 
Thy  noon  shall  ne'er  wane,  and  thy  sun  ne'er  go 

down ; 
And  the  tide  of  thy  glory,  no  ebbing  to  know. 
From  ages  eternal  to  ages  shall  flow. 


XV.  DEATH,  TIME  AND  ETERNITY. 

HYMN  418.  II.  1. 

n^HOU  God  of  glorious  majesty  ! 
-*-    To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 

A  worm  of  earth,  I  cry  ; 
A  half-awaken'd  child  of  man. 
An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 

A  sinner  born  to  die, 
2  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas^  I  stand; 

Yet,  how  insensible  ! 


HYMN  419. 


A  poiut  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
llemoves  me  to  yon-  heavenly  place, 
Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

3  0  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtless  heart 

Eternal  things  impress; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  make  me,  e'er  it  be  too  late. 

Awake  to  righteousness. 

4  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day 

When  thou  with  clouds  shall  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
And  tell  me.  Lord,  Shall  1  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear. 

To  make  my  calling  sure; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil. 
And  suifer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

6  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive. 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above, 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight. 
And  hope,  in  full,  supreme  delight 

And  everlastins  love. 


A^ 


HYMN  419.  S.  M. 

ND  am  I  born  to  die. 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 

2     Waked  by  the  trumpet's  sound. 

Shall  I  from  death  arise, 
__ 


HYMN  420. 


And  see  the  judge  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  see  the  flaming  skies  ? 

3  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb  ? 
With  triumph  or  regret  ? 

A  fearful  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse  or  blessing  meet? 

4  I  must  from  God  be  driven, 
Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell ; 

Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven, 
Or  else  depart  to  hell. 

5  0  Thou,  who  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die  ! 

Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery ; 

6  Show  me  the  way  to  shun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe, 

That  when  my  earthly  race  is  run, 
Death  may  excite  no  fear. 

HYMN  420.  C.  M. 

lyiY  soul,  this  curious  house  of  clay, 
IVX  rj^j^y  present  frail  abode, 
Must  quickly  fall  to  worms  a  prey. 
And  thou  return  to  God. 

2  Canst  thou,  by  faith,  survey  with  joy 

The  change  before  it  come, 
And  say,  "  Let  death  this  house  destroy, 
I  have  a  heavenly  home  ?" 

3  The  Saviour  whom  I  then  shall  see 

With  new  admiring  eyes. 

Already  has  prepared  for  me 

A  mansion  in  the  skies  ! 

4  I  feel  this  mud-wall'd  cottaa'e  shake. 

And  long  to  see  it  fall ; 
That  I  my  willing  flight  may  take 
To  Him  who  is  my  all. 

"450  ~ 


HYMNS  421,  422. 


Burden'd  and  groaning  then  no  more, 

My  rescued  soul  shall  sing, 
As  up  the  shining  path  1  soar — 

^' Death,  thou  hast  lost  thy  sting  V 
Dear  .Saviour,  help  us  now  to  seek 

And  know  thy  Spirit's  power. 
That  we  may  all  this  language  speak 

Before  the  dying  hour  ! 

HYMN  421.  L.  M. 

"TTOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies, 
-'--^  When  sinks  a  wear-y  soul  to  rest  ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 
So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away. 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day. 

So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 
A  hoi}''  quiet  reigns  around — 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys; 
Nothing  disturbs  that  peace  profound 

Which  his  uufetter'd  soul  envoys. 
Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  [^nd  fears. 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell  ! 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 

Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell  I 
Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load,  the  spirit  flies; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 

"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies.'' 


HYMN  422.  HI.  1. 

T^EATHLESS  principle,  arise; 
-^  Soar,  thou  native  of  the  skies; 
Pearl  of  price,  by  Jesus  bought. 
To  his  glorious  likeness  wrought. 


451 


HYMN  422. 


Go  to  sliine  before  his  throne ; 
Deck  his  mediatorial  crown ; 
Go,  his  triumphs  to  adorn ; 
Made  for  God,  to  God  return. 

Lo,  he  beckons  from  on  high ! 
Fearless  to  his  presence  fly ; 
Thine  the  merit  of  his  blood, 
Thine  the  righteousness  of  God. 
Angels,  joyful  to  attend, 
Hovering  round  thy  pillow  bend  ; 
Wait  to  catch  the  signal  given, 
And  escort  thee  quick  to  heaven. 
Is  thy  earthly  house  distrest  ? 
Willing  to  retain  her  guest  ? 
'Tis  not  thou,  but  she,  must  die  ; 
Fly,  celestial  tenant,  fly; 
Burst  thy  shackles,  drop  thy  clay, 
Sweetly  breathe  thyself  away ; 
Singing,  to  thy  crown  remove. 
Swift  of  wing  and  fired  with  love. 

Shudder  not  to  pass  the  stream  : 
Venture  all  thy  care  on  him ; 
Him,  whose  dying  love  and  power 
Still'd  its  tossing,  hush'd  its  roar. 
Safe  is  the  expanded  wave. 
Gentle  as  a  summer's  eve; 
N.ot  one  object  of  his  care 
Ever  suffered  shipwreck  there. 

See  the  haven  full  in  view ; 

Love  divine  shall  bear  thee  through 

Trust  to  that  propitious  gale ; 

Weigh  thy  anchor,  spread  thy  sail. 

Saints  in  glory,  perfect  made. 

Wait  thy  passage  through  the  shade, 

Ardent  for  thy  coming  o'er. 

See,  they  throng  the  blissful  shore. 


462 


HYMN  423. 


(5  Mount,  their  tr:iusports  to  improve; 
Join  the  longing  choirs  above; 
Swiftly  to  their  wish  be  given, 
Kindle  higher  joy  in  heaven. 
Such  the  prospects  that  arise 
To  the  dying  Christian's  eyes  ! 
Such  the  glorious  vista  Faith 
Opens  through  the  shades  of  death. 

HYMN  423.  II.  6. 

r\  LAMB  of  God,  my  Saviour ! 
^■^^  Slain  on  the  tree  of  sorrow, 
Thy  suffering  meek  behaviour 

Paid  what  thou  didst  not  borrow. 
Oh,  wonder  far  exceeding 

All  human  power  and  sense  ! 
Heaven's  Sovereign  was  seen  bleedin^ 

To  wash  out  my  offence. 

2  When  I  obtain  permission 

To  leave  this  vale  of  tears, 
Be  thou,  my  kind  Physician, 

At  hand  to  soothe  my  fears. 
Oh  let  my  soul,  expiring, 

On  thee,  my  God,  recline, 
And  the  true  life  acquiring 

From  that  pierced  heart  of  thine. 

3  Saviour  !  apply  the  merit 

And  comfort  of  thy  blood, 
When  I  give  up  my  spirit 

To  thee,  my  Judge  and  God  ! 
If  with  me  in  the  passage 

Thou  art,  how  glad  and  bold 
Shall  I  receive  the  message, 

And  let  my  limbs  grow  cold ! 

4  The  soul,  on  thee  believing, 

Goes  safe  to  Paradise ; 


453 


HYMN  424. 


The  body,  too,  retrieving, 
A  purer  frame  shall  rise  : 

In  spite  of  death's  corruption, 
Thy  glory  I  shall  see  ; 

And  sing  of  my  adoption, 
To  all  eternity  ! 

HYMN  424.  S.  M. 

^^"POREVER  with  the  Lord  V' 
■^     Amen  !  so  let  it  be  : 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  the  word ; 
^Tis  immortality  ! 

2  Here,  in  the  body  pent. 
Absent  from  him  1  roam  ! 

Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home  ! 

3  My  Father's  house  on  high, 
Home  of  my  soul — how  near 

At  times,  to  faith's  aspiring  eye, 
Thy  golden  gates  appear ! 

4  Ah,  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love  ! 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
"  Jei-usalem  above  V 

5  Yet  doubts  still  intervene. 
And  all  my  prospects  fly ; 

Like  Noah's  dove,  I  flit  between 
Rough  seas  and  stormy  sky. 

6  Anon,  the  clouds  depart. 
The  winds  and  water  cease : 

While  sweetly  o'er  my  gladden'd  heart 
Expands  the  bow  of  peace. 

7  "  Forever  with  the  Lord  !" 
Father,  if  'tis  thy  will, 

The  promise  of  thy  gracious  word 
E'en  here,  to  me  fulfil. 


HYMNS  425,  426. 


8  Be  thou  at  my  right  hand, 
Then  shall  I  never  fail ; 

Uphold  nie,  and  I  needs  must  stand; 
Fight,  and  I  shall  prevail. 

9  So,  when  my  latest  breath 
Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 

By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
10     ''  Knowing,  as  I  am  known  ;" 

How  shall  I  love  that  word — 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"  Forever  with  the  Lord  I" 

HYMN  425.  C.  M. 

"TTTHEN  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell, 

*'     My  soul  is  not  dismay'd: 
I  hear  a  voice  T  know  full  well, — 
"  "lis  I— be  not  afraid.'' 
1  ^Yhen  black  the  threatening  skies  appear. 
And  storms  my  path  invade. 
Those  accents  tranquillize  each  fear  : 
^''Tis  I— be  not  afraid." 
1  There  is  a  gulf  that  must  bo  cross' d  : 
Saviour  !  be  near  to  aid  ! 
Whisper,  when  my  frail  bark  is  toss'd, 
"  Tis  I — be  not  afraid.'' 
:  There  is  a  dark  and  fearful  vale — 
Death  hides  within  its  shade  ; 
Oh  say,  when  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail, 
"  'Tis  I— be  not  afraid." 

HYMN  426.  8s,  9s. 

^^HE  thought  that  I  must  leave  ere  long 
-^  My  friends  beloved,  at  times  will  grieve  me; 
But  this,  e'en  then,  shall  be  my  song, — 
The  Lord  will  never,  never  leave  me  ! 

155     ~  n 


HYMN  427. 


2  Well  mayest  thou  ask,  0  Friend  divine, 

*'  Am  I  thy  God  ?  dost  thou  believe  me  V 
Lord,  ^tis  enough  if  thou  art  mine, 
If  thou  wilt  never,  never  leave  me  ! 

3  Whither  I  go,  my  friends  will  come, 

Death  will  enrich,  and  not  bereave  me ; 
Will  waft  me  to  that  blessed  home 

Where  thou  wilt  never,  never  leave  me. 

4  From  the  rough  passage  shall  I  start, 

When  there  thou  waitest  to  receive  me  ? 
When  I  shall  see  thee  as  thou  art, 

And  thou  wilt  never,  never  leave  me  ? 

5  Thou'rt  gone  my  mansion  to  prepare, 

Thou. art  the  truth — canst  thou  deceive  me? 
Soon  thou  wilt  reunite  us  there. 

Nor  e'er  forsake,  nor  ever  leave  me  ! 

HYMN  427.  lY.  4. 

/^H,  weep  not  for  me !     I  can  never  be  blest, 
^^  Till  my  sorrowful  spirit  in  Jesus  shall  rest : 
Till  this  body  of  sin  and  of  death  be  destroy'd, 
And  the  soul  for  his  glory  alone  be  employ'd. 

2  Oh  weep  not  for  me  \  now  my  joys  will  begin ; 

I  shall  know  the  full  meaning  of  ceasing  from  sin  ; 
I  shall  know  how  the  saints  are  made  perfect  in 

love, 
And  be  spotless  and  pure  as  the  angels  above. 

3  Oh  weep  not  for  me  !  soou  my  death  pangs  shall 

cease. 
And  this  suffering  body  will  slumber  in  peace ; 
My  soul,  even  now,  "is  in  haste  to  be  gone," 
And  her  robe  with  the  undefiled  saints  to  put  on. 

4  Oh  weep  not  for  me !  the  glad  moment  is  come 
Which  tells  me  I  now  am  made  meet  for  my  home ; 
My  Saviour  has  will'd  I  should  now  be  removed. 
His  face  to  behold  whom  unseen  I  have  loved. 


HYMN  428. 


5  Oh  weep  not  for  me !  I  can  welcome  the  p;iins 
Which  break  every  bond  that  my  spirit  detains ; 
And  ere  long,  by  his  own  gracious  hand,  the  last 

tear 
Will  be  wiped  from  these  eyes,  which  so  often 
weep  here. 

HYMN  428.  8s,  6s. 

■pATHER,  when  thy  child  is  dying, 
•^     On  the  bed  of  anguish  lying. 
Then,  my  every  want  supplying. 
To  me  thy  love  display. 

2  Let  me  willingly  surrender 
Life  to  thee,  its  gracious  lender  : 
Can  I  find  a  friend  more  tender  ? 

Why  should  I  wish  to  stay  ? 

3  Ere  my  pulse  has  ceased  its  beating, 
Ere  my  sun  has  reach'd  its  setting, 
Let  me,  some  sv/cct  truth  repeating, 

Shed  round  me  parting  ray. 

4  Ere  my  chain's  last,  link  be  broken, 
Grant  some  bright  and  cheering  token, 
That  for  mc  the  words  are  spoken — 

^'  Thy  sins  are  wash'd  away." 

5  If  the  powers  of  hell  surround  me. 
Let  not  their  assaults  confound  me  ! 
All  for  which  thy  law  once  bound  me 

Thyself  hast  died  to  pay. 

6  When  no  remedies  availing. 
Fiercer  pangs  my  frame  assailing, 
Show  that  flesh  and  heart  are  failing. 

Be  thou  my  strength  and  stay  ! 

7  When,  though  tender  friends  be  near  me, 
Their  kind  pity  cannot  cheer  me, 

And  they  strive  in  vain  to  hear  me. 

Turn  not  thy  face  away  ! 
__ 


HYMN  429. 


8  When,  each  face  beloved  concealing, 
Death's  dark  shade  o'er  all  is  stealing, 
Then,  thy  radiant  smile  revealing, 

Unfold  eternal  day  ! 

9  When  the  lips  are  mute  which  blest  me, 
And  withdrawn  the  hand  that  press'd  me, 
Then,  let  sweeter  sounds  arrest  me. 

Calling  my  soul  away  ! 

10  Thou  who  bad'st  to  death  defiance, 
Fix  on  thee  her  firm  reliance, 

Let  her  tranquil,  sweet  affiance 
Thy  victory  display  ! 

11  Guide  her  to  that  world  of  spirits 
Where,  through  thy  atoning  merits, 
E'en  thy  weakest  child  inherits 

Joys  which  can  ne'er  decay. 

HYMN  429.  II.  1. 

r\  MUCH  beloved  I  fear  not  to  die; 
^^  Lift  up  to  heaven  thy  tearful  eye, 

xlnd  see  prepared  for  thee 
A  mansion  where  no  sin,  no  foes, 
Shall  ever  break  thy  sweet  repose 

Through  all  eternity. 

2  Why  shouldst  thou  fear  to  die,  when  death 
Is  but  to  yield  thy  mortal  breath. 

And  lay  this  frame  aside, 
"Fearfully,  wonderfully  made" — 
Yet  now  enfeebled,  worn,  decay'd. 

And  oft  with  suffering  tried  ? 

3  Death  mitst  dissolve  it;  flesh  and  blood 
Can  enter  not  that  pure  abode. 

Where  Christ  his  flice  unvails; 
Then  since  by  death,  and  death  alone, 
Can  be  attained  that  bliss  unknown, 

Shrink  not  when  death  assails. 


458 


HYMN  430. 


4  To  nature  his  approach  seems  sad, 
But  faith  rejoices,  and  is  glad 

His  coming  steps  to  hear  : 
She  knoAvs  that  though  the  hand  be  rough 
That  strikes  the  soul's  hard  fetters  off. 

Each  blow  brings  freedom  near. 

5  Then,  when  the  captive  is  set  free, 
What  life,  what  joy,  what  liberty 

Will  heaven's  bright  gates  unfold  ! 
The  last  pang  felt,  the  last  sigh  heaved, 
Faith's  great  reward  will  be  received, 

Christ  Jesus  to  behold  ! 

6  Christ  in  his  glory  I  oh,  the  thought 
With  bliss  ineffable  is  fraught; 

And  when  the  soul  holds  fast 
That  blessed  hope  which  he  has  given. 
Of  endless  life  with  him  in  heaven. 

Aside  all  fears  are  cast. 

7  Then,  much  beloved,  fear  not  to  die  ! 
Lift  up  by  faith  thy  tearful  eye, 

And  see  in  heaven  prepared 
A  place  where  near  him  thou  shalt  be. 
Where,  by  thyself  eternally 

His  glory  shall  be  shared. 

HYMN  430.  III.  3. 

TJ  ARK  !  what  voice  of  love  is  speaking 
-^-^  Mid  these  throes  of  pain  and  death  ? 
Light  upon  my  soul  is  breaking, 

E'en  while  struggling  thus  for  breath ; 
Welcome,  then,  this  dying  anguish, 

These  cold  dews  that  steep  my  brow  ! 
That  blest  hour,  for  which  I  languish. 

Cannot  be  far  distant  now. 
2  All  my  outward  senses  ftiiling. 

Part  me  from  terrestial  things ; 


451) 


HYMN  431, 


But  my  soul,  new  life  inhaling, 

Fluttering,  striving,  spreads  her  wings; 

Ye.  who  tenderest  watch  are  keeping, 
Though  these  hours  seem  dark  indeed, 

Think,  while  o'er  my  suiferings  weeping, 
Thus  th'  imprisoned  soul  is  freed. 

3  Be  the  prison  bars  demolishM  ! 

King  of  terrors  !  break  them  down  ! 
But,  thy  further  power  abolish'd, 

Christ  thy  conqueror  thou  must  own  : 
He  is  with  me,  he  is  near  me ; 

He,  thy  every  stroke  directs ; 
His  beloved  accents  cheer  me, 

He  the  soul  he  saved,  protects. 

4  Lord,  thou  comest  to  receive  me : 

Oh,  what  faithfulness  is  thine  ! 
Now,  when  every  friend  must  leave  me, 

Come  to  be  forever  mine  ! 
Lo  !  the  beatific  vision 

Breaks  on  my  enraptured  sight ! 
Weigh'd  with  this  divine  fruition. 

E'en  the  pangs  of  death  seem  light. 

HYMN  431.  8s,  6s. 

r^  OD  of  my  life  !  thy  boundless  grace, 
^^  Chose,  pardon'd,  and  adopted  me; 
My  rest,  my  home,  my  dwelling-place ! 
Father  !  I  come  to  thee. 

2  Jesus,  my  hope,  my  rock,  my  shield ! 

Whose  precious  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
Into  thy  hands  my  soul  I  yield ; 
Saviour  !  I  come  to  thee. 

3  Spirit  of  glory  and"  of  God  ! 

Long  hast  thou  deign'd  my  guide  to  be ; 
Now  be  thy  comfort  sweet  bestow'd  ! 
My  God  !  I  come  to  thee. 


460 


HYMNS  432,  4( 


4  I  come  to  join  that  countless  host 

AVho  praise  thy  name  unceasingly  : 
])lest  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 
My  God  !  I  come  to  thee. 

HYMN  432.  5s,  lis. 

/^OME,  let  us  anew 
Oar  journey  pursue, 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  tbe  Master  appear; 

His  adorable  will 

Let  us  gladly  fulfi  ^ 

And  our  talents  improve 
By  patience  of  hope  and  the  labour  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away. 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown, 

The  moment  is  gone, 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  near. 

3  Oh  that  each,  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through, 
1  have  finish'd  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do !" 

Oh  that  each  from  his  Lord 

May  receive  the  glad  word, 

''Well  and  faithfully  done: 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne  I" 

HYxMN  433.  6s,  8s. 

"PRIEND  after  friend  departs  ;— 
-'-     Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  i* 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 
That  finds  not  here  an  end. 

lei 


HYMN  434. 


Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  the  reign  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath ; 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above 

Where  parting  is  unknown; 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Form'd  for  the  good  alone ', 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines. 

Till  all  are  past  away ; 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 

To  pure  and  perfect  day ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night. 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

HYMN  434.  8  lines,  10s. 

JOYFULLY,  joyfully  onward  I  move, 
^    Bound  for  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above ; 
Angelic  choristers  sing  as  I  come, 
^'Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home." 
Soon,  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  I  go ; 
Pilgrim  and  stranger,  no  more  shall  I  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 

Friends  fondly  cherish'd  have  pass'd  on  before; 
Waiting,  they  watch  me  approaching  the  shore ; 
Singing,  to  cheer  me  through  death's  chilling 

gloom, 
"Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home." 

~462  ■  ' 


HYMN  435. 


Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  my  ear  : 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  voices  I  hear  ! 
llings  with  the  harmony  heaven's  high  dome, 
^'Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home." 
Death,  with  thy  weapons  of  war  lay  me  low ; 
Strike,  king  of  terrors,  I  fear  not  thy  blow; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb : 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  I  go  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn; 
Death  shall  be  banish'd,  his  sceptre  be  gone ; 
Joyfully  then  shall  I  witness  his  doom; 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 

HYMN  435.  L.  M. 

A  SLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep 

From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep — 
A  calm  and  undisturb'd  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

5  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oli  how  sweet, 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet  ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing. 
That  death  has  lost  his  venom'd  stinir ! 

!  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest. 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest : 
No  fear,  no  woe  shall  dim  the  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

:  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  oh  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ! 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie, 
And  wait  the  summons  from  on  high. 

>  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Aifccts  this  precious  hiding-place  : 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland  snows. 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

I  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 
Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  : 

463  12 


HYMNS  436,  437. 


But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wake  to  weep. 

HYMN  436.  8s,  7s. 

'TT/'HAT  are  meetings  here,  but  partings  ? 
^  ^     What  are  ecstasies,  but  smartings  ? 

Unions  what,  but  separations  ? 

What  attachments,  but  vexations  ? 
Every  smile  but  brings  its  tear, 
Love  its  ache,  and  hope  its  fear; 
All  that's  sweet  must  bitter  prove  j 
All  we  hold  most  dear  remove  ! 

2  Foes  may  harm  us ;  but  the  dearest, 
Ever,  here,  are  the  severest : 
Sorrows  wound  us  ;  but  we  borrow 
From  delight  the  keenest  sorrow : 

^Tis  to  love  our  farewells  owe 
All  their  emphasis  of  woe ; 
Most  it  charms  that  most  annoys ; 
Joys  are  griefs,  and  griefs  are  joys  ! 

3  Heavenward  rise ! — 'tis  Heaven,  in  kindness, 
Mars  our  bliss,  to  heal  our  blindness; 
Hope  from  vanity  to  sever ; 

Offering  joys  that  bloom  forever 
In  that  amaranthine  clime, 
Far  above  the  tears  of  time. 
Where  nor  fear  nor  hope  intrude, 
Lost  in  pure  beatitude  ! 

HYMN  437.  S.  M. 

^^CERVANT  of  God  !  well  done; 

^  Rest  from  thy  loved  employ ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

Enter  thy  Master's  joy." 
The  voice  at  midnight  came; 

He  started  up  to  hear. 


HYMN  437. 


A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame ; 
He  fell — but  felt  no  fear. 

2  Tranquil  amid  alarms, 

It  found  him  in  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 

Beneath  his  red-cross  shield  : 
His  sword  was  in  his  hand, 

Still  warm  with  recent  fight; 
Eeady  that  moment,  at  command, 

Through  rock  and  steel  to  smite. 

3  It  was  a  two-edged  blade, 
Of  heavenly  temper  keen ; 

And  double  were  the  wounds  it  made, 
Where'er  it  smote  between  : 

'Twas  death  to  sin — 'twas  life 
To  all  that  mourn'd  for  sin ; 

It  kindled  and  it  silenced  strife, 
Made  war  and  peace  within. 

4  Oft  with  its  fiery  force 

His  arm  had  quell'd  the  foe, 
And  laid,  resistless  in  his  course. 

The  alien  armies  low. 
Bent  on  such  glorious  toils. 

The  world  to  him  was  loss ; 
Yet  all  his  trophies,  all  his  spoils. 

He  hung  upon  the  cross. 

5  At  midnight  came  the  cry, 

"  To  meet  thy  God  prepare  !" 
He  woke — and  caught  his  Captain's  eye ; 

Then,  strong  in  faith  and  prayer, 
His  spirit  with  a  bound. 

Burst  its  encumbering  clay: 
His  tent,  at  sunrise,  on  the  ground 

A  darken'd  ruin  lay. 

6  The  pains  of  death  are  past, 
Labour  and  sorrow  cease, 

"465  


HYMNS  438,  439. 


And  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 

His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 
Soldier  of  Christ !  well  done ; 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ , 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 

Eest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

HYMN  438.  III.  3. 

CISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
^  Gentle  as  the  summer  breeze, 
Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber, 

Peaceful  -in  the  grave  so  low : 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number, — 
Thou  no  more  our  song  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us  ! 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel ; 
But 't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us — 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled ; 
Then,  in  heaven,  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

HYMN  439.  11.  3. 

T  IE  down  in  peace  to  take  thy  rest, 
-*^  Dear  cherish' d  form  !  no  longer  mine, 
But  bearing  in  thy  clay-cold  breast 

A  hidden  germ  of  life  divine, 
Which,  when  th'  eternal  spring  shall  bloom. 
Will  burst  the  shackles  of  the  tomb. 
2  Lie  down  in  peace,  to  take  thy  rest ! 

Unbroken  will  thy  slumbers  be ; 

Satan  can  now  no  more  molest, 

And  Death  has  done  his  worst  on  thee  : 
— — 


HYMN  440. 


Lie  down,  tliy  hallow'd  sleep  to  take, 
Till  clptlied  with  glory  thou  shalt  wake. 
Lie  dowu  in  peace  to  take  thy  rest ! 

We  can  no  longer  watch  thy  bed, 
But  glorious  angels,  spirits  blest. 

Shall  guard  thee  day  and  night  instead; 
And  when  thine  eyes  unclosed  shall  be, 
Christ  in  his  glory  they  shall  see. 
Lie  down  in  peace  to  take  thy  rest ! 

My  eyes  must  weep,  my  heart  must  mourn, 
But  to  thy  soul,  with  Jesus  blest, 

For  comfort  and  for  hope  I  turn ; 
Thou  wilt  not  mark  these  tears  that  flow, 
Sorrows  can  never  reach  thee  now. 
Lie  down  in  peace  to  take  thy  rest ! 

Let  one  betake  myself  to  prayer, 
Binding  faith's  corslet  on  my  breast, 

Lest  Satan  find  an  entrance  there  : 
God  gave — though  now  his  gift  he  claim, 
Still,  blessed  be  his  holy  name ! 

HYxMN  440.  III.  3. 

TXAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 
-*— ^  All  thy  mourning  days  below ; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 

To  the  arms  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo,  the  Saviour  stands  above ; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 

Beaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 
Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion 

To  thy  dear  Redeemer's  breast; 
To  his  uttermost  salvation. 

To  his  everlasting  rest. 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee. 

Bear  a  momentary  pain ; 


467 


HYMNS  441,  442. 


Die  to  live  a  life  of  glory, 

Suffer  with  thy  Lord  to  reign, 

HYMN  441.  12,  11. 

T^HOU  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not 
-*-  deplore  thee. 

Though  sorrow  and  darkness   encompass  the 
tomb : 
The  Saviour  hath  pass'd  through  its  portals  be- 
fore thee. 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through 
the  gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  :  we  no  longer  behold 

thee. 
Nor  tread   the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by 

thy  side; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 

thee; 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Saviour  hath  j 

died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave ;  but  we  will  not  de- 

plore thee, 
Since  God  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guardian,  and 

guide  : 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore 

thee. 
And   death   has  no  sting,  since    the  Saviour 

bath  died. 


XVI.  JUDGMENT. 

HYMN  442.  III.  5. 

T  0 !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

-^  Once  for  favoured  sinners  slain  ! 

__ 


HYMN  443. 


Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
God  appears  on  earth  again  ! 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Robed  in  dreadful  majesty; 
Those  who  set  at  naught,  and  sold  him, 
Pierced  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  great  Messiah  sec. 

3  Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain. 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away; 

All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded. 

Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  : 

Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment,  come  away  ! 

4  Now  redemption,  long  expected. 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear  ! 
All  his  saints,  by  man  rejected. 
Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air : 

Hallelujah  ! 
See  the  day  of  God  appear ! 

HYMN  443.  III.  5. 

T^AY  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders, 

-*-^  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 

Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders. 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  : 

How  the  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  I 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing. 

Clothed  in  majesty  divine  ! 

You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shaU  say,  ''This  God  is  mine  !" 

Gracious  Saviour, 

Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 
___ 


HYMNS  444,  445.* 


3  At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken, 
At  his  call  prepare  to  flee  : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

HYMN  444.        '    L.  M. 
^HE  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day, 
•^   When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away! 
What  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day  ? 

2  When  shrivelling  like  a  parched  scroll, 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll, 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread. 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead ; 

5  Oh,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day, 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay. 
Be  thou,  0  Christ !  the  sinner's  stay. 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

HYMN  445.  TV.  4. 

T^HE  chariot!  the  chariot !  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
■^    As  the  Lord  cometh  down  in  the  pomp  of 

his  ire  : 
Lo,  self-moving  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud. 
And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godhead 

are  bow'd. 
The  glory  !  the  glory  !  around  him  are  pour'd 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord; 
And  the  glorified  saints  and  the  martyrs  are  there. 
And   there  all  who  the  palm-wreath  of  victory 

wear ! 

The  trumpet  I   the  trumpet !   the  dead  have  all 

heard  : 
Lo,  the  depths  of  the  stone-cover'd  charnel  are 

stirr'd  ! 

~  -    -  . 


HYMN  446. 


From  the  sea,  from  the   earth,  from  the  south, 

from  the  north, 
All  the  vast  generations  of  man  are  come  forth. 

4  The  judgment!  the  judgment!  the  thrones  are 

all  set, 
Where  the  Lamb  and  the  white-vested  elders  are 

met ! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 

5  Oh  mercy !  oh  mercy !  look  down  from  above, 
Great  Creator,  on  us,  thy  sad  children,  with  love ! 
When  beneath  to  their  darkness  the  wicked  are 

driven, 
May  our  justified  souls  find  a  welcome  in  heaven ! 

HYMN  446.  L.  M. 

^HE  Lord  will  come!  the  earth  shall  quake; 
-*-    The  hills  their  fix(5d  seats  forsake; 
And,  witherino-  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light. 

2  The  Lord  will  come !  but  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lovely  form  he  came — 

A  silent  Lamb  to  slaughter  led — 

The  bruised,  tlie  suifering,  and  the  dead. 

3  The  Lord  Avill  come !  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame  and  robe  of  storm. 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind, 
Anointed  judge  of  human  kind  ! 

4  Can  this  be  he  who  went  to  stray 
A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway ; 

By  power  oppress'd,  and  mock'd  by  pride? 
Is  this — is  this  the  crucified  ? 

5  Go,  tyrants!  to  the  rocks  complain  ! 
Go,  seek  the  mountain  clefts  in  vain  ! 
ViXit  faith,  victorious  o'er  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy — The  Lord  is  come. 

471  in         7 


HYMNS  447,  448. 


XYII.  HEAVEN. 

HYMN  447.  C.  M. 

"TTrilEN  musing  Sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

^  ^     And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
How  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain  ! 

2  ^Tis  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise. 

And  dread  a  Father's  will; 
^Tis  not  that  meek  submission  flies. 
And  would  not  suffer  still : 

3  It  is,  that  heaven-taught  Faith  surveys 

The  path  to  realms  of  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise. 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is,  that  Hope  with  ardour  glows. 

To  see  him  face  to  face. 
Whose  dying  love  no  language  knows 
Sufficient  art  to  trace. 

5  It  is,  that  harrass'd  Conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin; 
Sees,  though  afar,  the  hand  that  heals, 
And  ends  her  war  within. 

6  Oh  let  me  wing  my  hallow'd  flight 

From  earth-born  woe  and  care ; 
And  soar  beyond  these  realms  of  night. 
My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share  ! 

HYMN  448,  II.  1. 

IVfOT  always  shall  I  absent  be 

-'-^    From  Him  my  soul  desires  to  see 

Within  the  realms  of  light : 
Ere  long  my  Lord  will  rend  the  vail, 
And  not  a  cloud  will  then  conceal 

His  glory  from  my  sight. 


HYMNS  449,  450. 


Sweet  Hope !  it  makes  the  coward  brave, 
It  makes  a  freeman  of  the  slave, 

And  bids  the  sluggard  rise  ; 
It  lifts  a  worm  of  earth  on  high ; 
It  gives  him  wings,  and  bids  him  fly 

To  mansions  in  the  skies. 

HYMN  449.  C.  M. 

J^H,  how  I  long  to  reach  my  home, 
^^  My  glorious  home  in  heaven, 
And  wish  the  joyful  hour  were  come, 

The  welcome  mandate  given  ! 
Oh,  how  I  long  to  lay  aside 

These  worn-out  weeds  of  clay ; 
And,  led  by  my  celestial  guide, 

T'  explore  yon  azure  way  ! 
Oh,  how  I  long  to  be  with  Christ, 

Where  all  his  glory  beams; 
To  be  from  this  dark  world  dismiss' d, 

AVhich  his  dear  name  blasphemes  I 
Oh,  how  I  long  that  world  to  hail, 

Where  sin  can  ne'er  defile. 
Where  not  a  cloud  shall  ever  vail 

From  me  my  Saviour's  smile  1 
Oh,  how  I  long  to  join  the  choir 

Who  worship  at  his  feet ! 
Lord  !  grant  me  soon  my  heart's  desire  ! 

Soon,  soon  thy  wgrk  complete  I 

HYMN  450.  II.  4. 

r\  HEAVEN,  abode  of  saints  ! 
^^  ^Vhere  sin  can  never  come, 
For  thee  my  spirit  faints, 

I  long  to  be  at  home. 
0  world  of' peace,  0  land  of  rest! 
When  shall  I  reach  thee,  and  be  blest  ? 


47:5 


HYMN  451. 


2  0  death,  once-dreaded  foe  ! 

Thy  name  no  fear  inspires; 
Tliine  icy  hand  to  know 

Will  quench  corruption's  fires  : 
And  not  a  spark  be  left  within, 
Which  aught  can  kindle  into  sin. 

3  The  worm  will  sweetly  feed 

On  my  unconscious  form ; 
But  I  shall  then  be  freed, 

And  safe  from  every  storm  : 
And  when  that  form  is  raised  anew. 
It  will  be  fair  and  spotless  too. 

4  My  advocate  above  ! 

Repairer  of  my  fall ! 
Oh  !  by  thy  dying  love, 

Receive  my  mournful  call. 
Thy  voice  can  calm  the  storm  within, 
Thy  blood  can  wash  away  my  sin. 

HYMN  451.  L.  M. 

TyHILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

*  ^     And  view  the  scene  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  its  clay, 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

2  Earth,  twine  no  more  about  my  heart, 
For  'tis  far  better  to  depart; 

Where  Jesus  dwells  my  soul  would  be, 
It  pants  my  much-loved  Lord  to  see. 

3  That  blessed  interview  !  how  sweet 
To  fall  transported  at  his  feet ! 
Raised  in  his  arms  to  see  his  face. 
Through  the  full  beamino;  of  his  crrace ! 

4  To  view  heaven  shining,  angels  round. 
All  with  celestial  glories  crown'd; 
And  while  his  form  in  each  I  trace, 
Beloved,  and  loving,  all  t'  embrace  ! 

"474  ~ 


HYMN  452. 


HYMN  452.  C.  M. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
^^  And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh  tlie  transporting,  rapturous  scene 
•     That  rises  to  my  sight ! 

Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  generous  fruits  that  never  fail 

On  trees  imniortal  grow; 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  and  vale, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God  the  Son  forever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  nor  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place. 

And  be  forever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face. 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  r* 

7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  hero  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll. 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away, 

8  Adieu,  adieu,  all  earth.ly  things, 

I  come,  my  Lord,  I  come; 
Angels,  extend  your  golden  wings, 
Alid  bear  my  spirit  home. 


HYMNS  453,  454. 


KYMN  453.  8s,  6s. 

THERE  is  an  Lour  of  peaceful  rest 
To  mourning  wanderers  given; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distress'd, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast — 
'Tis  found  above — in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  soft,  a  downy  bed, 

'Tis  fair  as  breath  of  even ) 
A  couch  for  weary  mortals  spread, 
Where  they  may  rest  the  aching  head, 

And  find  repose — in  heaven  ! 

3  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven. 
When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals. 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

4  There,  faith  lifts  up  her  cheerful  eye . 

To  brighter  prospects  given  ', 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by. 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly. 

And  all  serene  in  heaven  ! 

5  There,  fragrant  flowers  imniortal  bloom, 

x\nd  joys  supreme  are  given; 
There,  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom — 
Beyond  the  confines  of  the  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven  ! 

HYMN  454.  8s,  6s. 

TVniS  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show. 
For  man's  illusion  given ; 
The  smiles  of  joy,  the  tours  of  wee, 
Deceitful  shine,  deceitful  flow  : 
There's  nothing  true  but  heaven! 
2  And  flilse  the  light  on  glory's  plume. 
As  fading  hues  of  even  ) 


HYMN  455. 


And  love  and  hope  and  beauty's  bloom, 
Are  blossoms  gather'd  for  the  tomb : 
There's  nothing  bright  but  heaven ! 

3  Poor  wanderers  of  a  stormy  day, 

From  wave  to  wave  we're  driven  ; 
And  fancy's  flash,  and  reason's  ray, 
Serve  but  to  light  the  troubled  way: 
There's  nothing  calm  but  heaven  ! 

HYMN  455.  8s,  6s. 

n'^ELL  me  not  of  that  narrow  bed — 
-^    'Tis  sad  and  drear  to  jue; 
Toll  me  not  of  the  peaceful  dead. 

And  their  sleep  from  mem'ry  free: 
But  tell  me  of  their  living  rest, 

Far,  far  from  this  earthly  scene ; 
And  tell  me  too  of  Jesus'  breast, 

The  place  on  which  they  lean. 

Tell  me  not  of  some  darksome  tomb, 

And  the  quick  corrupting  clay; 
The  last  sad  moments'  shadowing  gloom, 

The  soul's  untrodden  way  : 
But  let  me  hear  of  those  seats  on  high. 

And  the  holy,  holy  throng  -, 
Of  the  palm,  and  crown,  and  victory. 

And  the  archangel's  song. 

3  Oh  tell  me  of  those  laurell'd  choirs 

That  are  hymning  before  the  throne ; 
The  harmonies  of  their  golden  lyres. 

And  symphonies  here  unknown; 
And  the  Saviour's  face  without  a  vail 

Amid  his  native  skies  : 
This  shall  cheer  the  heart  when  the  check 
grows  pale, 
With  glory's  swccit  surprise. 


HYMNS  456,  457. 


HYMN  456. 

ONE  sweetly  solemn  thought 
^-^  Comes  to  me  o'er  and  o'er; 
I'm  nearer  home  to-day 

Than  I've  ever  been  before. 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  the  many  mansions  be ; 
Nearer  the  o-reat  white  throne ; 
Nearer  the  jasper  sea. 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  we  lay  our  burdens  down; 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross, 
Nearer  wearing  the  crown. 

4  But  lying  darkly  between, 

Winding  down  through  the  night, 
Is  the  dim  and  unknown  stream 

Which  leads  me  at  last  to  the  light. 

5  Closer,  closer  my  steps 

Come  to  the  dark  abysm ; 
Closer  death  to  my  lips 
Passes  the  awful  chrism. 

6  Father,  perfect  my  trust ; 

Strengthen  the  might  of  my  faith : 
Let  me  feel  as  I  would  when  I  stand 
On  the  rock  of  the  shore  of  death  :■ 

7  Let  me  feel  as  I  would  when  my  feet 

Are  slipping  o*er  the  brink  : 
For  it  may  be  I'm  nearer  home, 
Nearer  now  than  I  think. 

HYMN  457.  C.  M. 

JERUSALEM  !  my  happy  home  ! 
•^    Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labours  have  an  end 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  ? 


IIY^iN  458. 


2  When  sliall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  Oh  when,  thou  city  of  my  God, 

Shall  I  thy  courts  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 
And  Sabbaths  have  no  end  ? 

4  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden  bloom. 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats  I  through  rude  and-  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets  there. 

Around  my  Saviour  stand ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem!  my  happy  home! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee. 
Then  shall  my  labours  have  an  end, 
AVhen  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

HY3IN  458.  III.  1. 

"OIjEST,  ye  emerald  gates,  and  bring 
■^  To  my  raptured  vision, 
All  the  ecstatic  joys  that  spring 

Kound  the  bright  Elysian. 
Lo !  we  lift  our  longing  eyes  ; 
Break,  ye  intervening  skies  ! 
Sun  of  righteousness,  arise  ! 
Ope  the  gates  of  Paradise  ! 
2  Floods  of  everlasting  light. 

Freely  roll  before  him  ; 
Myriads,  with  supreme  delight. 

Instantly  adore  him. 
Angel  trumps  resound  his  fame  ; 
Harps  of  brightest  gold  proclaim 

179  13  I 


HYMN  459. 


All  the  music  of  his  name, 
Heaven  echoing  the  theme. 

3  Foiir-and-twenty  elders  rise 

From  their  princely  station. 
Shout  his  glorious  victories, 

Sing  his  great  salvation; 
Cast  their  crowns  before  the  throne, 
Cry,  in  reverential  tone, 
"  Glory  be  to  God  alone, 
Holy  I  Holy !  Holy  One  I" 

4  Hark  I  the  thrilling  symphonies 

Seem  with  joy  to  seize  us; 
Join  we,  too,  the  holy  lays, 

Jesus!  Jesus!  Jesus! 
Sweetest  sound  in  seraph's  song, 
Sweetest  note  on  mortal's  tongue, 
Sweetest  carol  ever  sung, 
Jesus !  Jesus !  flow  along. 

HYMN  459.  lY.  2. 

n^O  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 
-^  My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone ; 
Oh  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,  up, 

And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne. 
My  Saviour,  whom  absent  I  love  ; 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore; 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion,  and  power; 

2  Dissolve  thou  these  bonds  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee ; 
Ah  1  strike  oif  this  adamant  chain, 

And  make  me  eternally  free. 
When  that  happy  era  begins, 

When  array'd  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more,  by  my  sins. 

The  bosom  on  which  I  recline ; 

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IIYxAIN  460. 


3  Oh  then  shall  the  vail  be  removed, 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poiir'd; 
I  shall  meet  llim  wiiom  absent  I  loved, 

I  shall  see  whom  unseen  I  adored. 
And  then,  never  more  shall  the  fears, 

The  trials,  temptations,  and  woes, 
Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears. 

Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 

4  Or,  if  yet  remember'd  above, 

ivemembrance  no  sadness  shall  raise ; 
They  will  be  but  new  signs  of  thy  love, 

New  themes  tor  my  wonder  and  praise. 
Thus  the  strokes  which,  from  sin  and  from 

Shall  set  me  eternally  free,  [P^io, 

Will  but  strengthen  and  rivet  the  chain 

Which  binds  me,  my  Saviour,  to  thee. 

HY3IN  460.  C.  M. 

XTE  golden  lamj^s  of  heaven,  farewell, 
■^    With  all  your  feeble  light; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night; 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  array 'd, 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere. 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode; 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts 
Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 

Shall  swell  into  my  eyes; 


HYMN  461. 


Nor  the  mevidiaii  sun  decline 
Amid  tliose  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 
Shall  in  one  song  unite, 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  delight. 

HYMN  ^401.  n.  1. 

Q  GLOmOUS  hope  of  perfect  love ! 
^^  It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above ; 

It  bears  on  eajjlcs'  "wino;s; 
It  gives  my  ravish'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 

With  angels,  priests,  and  kings. 

2  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope 

I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below  : 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  blessing  bless'd; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  ovm  in  perfect  peace 

And  everlasting  rest. 

4  Oh  that  I  might  at  once  go  up  ! 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess; 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years, — 
Sorrows,  and  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

A  howling  wilderness. 

5  Now,  0  my  Joshua,  bring  me  in  ! 
Cast  out  thy  foes,  the  inbred  sin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove ; 


HYMN  462. 


The  purchase  of  thy  death  divide, 
And,  oh  !  with  all  the  sanctified^ 
Give  nic  my  God  to  love. 

HYMN  462.  IV.  2. 

/^H !  had  I  the  wings  of  a  dove, 
^-^  I'd  make  my  escape  and  be  gone ; 
I'd  mix  with  the  spirits  above. 

Who  encompass  yon  heavenly  throne; 
I'd  fly  from  all  labour  and  toil 

To  the  place  where  the  weary  have  rest ; 
I'd  haste  from  contention  and  broil 

To  the  peaceful  abodes  of  the  blessM. 

2  How  happy  are  the}'  who  no  more 

Have  to  feel  the  assault  of  the  foe  I 
Arrived  on  the  heavenly  shore, 

They  have  left  all  their  conflicts  below. 
They  are  far  from  all  danger  and  fear, 

While  remembrance  enhances  their  joys, 
As  the  storm,  when  escaped,  doth  endear 

The  retreat  that  the  haven  supplies. 

3  Around  that  magnificent  throne. 

Whore  the  Lamb  all  his  glory  displays. 
United  forever  in  one, 

His  people  are  singing  his  praise; 
How  holy,  how  happy  are  they  ! 

No  tongue  can  express  their  delight ; 
My  soul,  now  unwilling  to  stay, 

Prepares  for  her  heavenly  flight. 

4  But  no!  my  desire's  not  good; 

Impatience,  not  faith,  is  its  source; 
While  He  who  rcdeem'd  me  with  blood 

Still  says  to  me,  "Carry  the  cross." 
Ah,  Lord,  let  me  think  of  the  day 

When  thou  wast  '-rejected  of  men,'"* 
And  put  the  base  wish  far  away. 


And  never  be  fearful  again. 


'I  S3 


HYMN  463. 


5  Nor  less  my  perverseness  forgive, 

That  when  ease  and  prosperity  come, 
Thy  servant  is  willing  to  live, 

And  his  exile  prefers  to  his  home. 
Ah  !  Lord,  what  sinner  am  I ! 

My  hope  is  in  mercy  alone : 
Forgive  me,  forgive  me,  I  cry, 

Still  count  me  through  grace  for  thine  own.  | 

HYMN  463.  III.  1. 

"DALMS  of  glory,  raiment  bright, 
-^     Crowns  that  never  fade  away, 
Grird  and  deck  the  saints  in  light : 

Priests,  and  kings,  and  conquerors  they. 

2  Yet  the  conquerors  bring  their  palms 

To  the  Lamb  amid  the  throne ; 
And  proclaim,  in  joyful  psalms. 
Victory  through  his  cross  alone. 

3  Kings  for  harps  their  crowns,  resign, 

Crying,  as  they  strike  the  chords, 
''Take  the  kingdom,  it  is  thine. 
King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords.'' 

4  Kound  the  altar  priests  confess, 

If  their  robes  are  white  as  snow, 
'Twas  the  Saviour's  righteousness 
And  his  blood  that  made  them  so. 

5  Who  were  these  ?     On  earth  they  dwelt, 

Sinners  once,  of  Adam's  race ; 
Guilt,  and  fear,  and  suffering  felt, 
But  were  saved  b}^  sovereign  grace. 

6  They  were  mortal,  too,  like  us; 

Ah  !  when  we  like  them  shall  die, 
May  our  souls,  translated  thus. 

Triumph,  reign,  and  shine  on  high. 


HYMNS  464,  465. 


A^ 


HYMN  464.  P.  M. 

ROUND  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven 
What  countless  thousands  stand, 
Of  children,  with  their  sins  forgiven, 
A  holy,  happy  band — 
Singing  Glory !  Glory  !  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  white, 

See  every  one  arrayed  : 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 
And  joys  that  never  fade, 
Singing  Glory  !  Glory !  Glory  be  to  God  on  high ! 

3  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above. 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy,  and  love? 
How  came  those  children  there, 
Singing  Glory !  Glory !  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood. 

To  wash  away  their  sin  ; 
Bathed  in  this  pure  and  precious  flood 
Behold  them  white  and  clean, 
Singing  Glory  !  Glory  !  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 

On  earth  they  loved  his  name ; 
So  now  they  see  his  blessed  face. 
And  stand  before  the  Lamb, 
Singing  Glory  !  Glory  I  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

HYMN  465.  IV.  2. 

TTE  angels,  who  stand  round  the  throne 

And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known, — 

Tune,  tune  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise. 
He  form'd  you  the  spirits  you  arc. 

So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good  ^ 
When  others  sank  down  in  despair. 
Confirm' d  by  his  power,  ye  stood. 

485 


HYMN  468. 


Ye  saints,  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  ghjry  dispU<y, 

And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat : 
He  snatch'd  you  from  hell  and  the  grave. 

He  ransom'd  from  death  and  despair ; 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 
Oh  when  will  the  period  appear, 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong ! 
I'm  fetter'd  and  chain'd  up  in  clay, 

I  struggle  and  pant  to  be  free ; 
1  long  to  be  soaring  away. 

My  God  and  my  Saviour  to  see  ! 
I:  I  want  to  put  on  my  attire, 

Wash'd  white  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb; 
I  want  to  be  one  of  your  choir. 

And  tune  my  sweet  harp  to  his  name ; 
I  want— oh  !  I  want  to  be  there, 

Yv^here  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu ; 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 
To  wonder  and  worship  with  you  I 

HYMN  466.  III.  3. 

OH,  tbe  hour  when  this  material 
Shall  have  vanish'd  like  a  cloud  : 
When,  amid  the  wide  ethereal. 

All  th'  invisible  shall  crowd  ; 
And  the  naked  soul,  surrounded 

With  realities  unknown. 
Triumph  in  the  view  unbounded — 
Feel  herself  with  God  alone. 
2  In  that  sudden,  strange  transition, 
By  what  new  and  finer  sense 


HYMN  466. 


Shall  she  grasp  the  mighty  vision, 

And  receive  its  influence  ? 
Angels,  guard  the  new  immortal 

Through  the  wonder-teeming  space, 
To  the  everlasting  portal — 

To  the  spirit's  resting-place. 

3  Will  she,  there,  no  fond  emotion, 

Naught  of  earthly  love  retain  ? 
Or,  absorb'd  in  pure  devotion, 

Will  no  mortal  trace  remain  ? 
Can  the  grave  those  ties  dissever 

With  the  very  heart-strings  twined? 
Must  she  part,  and  part  forever, 

With  the  friends  she  leaves  behind? 

4  No  !  the  past  she  still  remembers  : 

Faith  and  hope,  surviving  too, 
Ever  watch  those  sleeping  embers 

Which  must  rise  and  live  anew  : 
For  the  widow'd,  lonely  spirit — 

Incomplete  till  clothed  afresh — 
Longs  perfection  to  inherit. 

Longs  to  triumph  in  the  flesh. 

5  Angels,  let  the  ransom'd  stranger 

In  your  tender  care  bo  bless'd  ; 
Hoping,  trusting,  free  from  danger, 

Till  the  trumpet  end  her  rest : 
Till  the  trump  which  shakes  creation 

Through  the  circling  heavens  shall  roll; 
Till  the  day  of  consummation. 

Till  the  bridal  of  the  soul. 

6  Can  I  trust  a  fellow-being. 

Can  I  trust  an  angcVs  care  ? 
0  thou  merciful  All-seeing ! 

Shine  around  my  spirit  there. 
Jesus,  blessed  Mediator, 

Thou  the  airy  path  hast  trod : 

__ 


HYMN  4G6. 


Thou,  the  Jucjgo,  the  Consumniator, 
Shepherd  of  the  fold  of  God! 

7  Blessed  fold  no  foe  can  enter, 

And  nc^friond  dcparteth  thence; 
Jesus  is  their  Sun,  their  Centre, 

And  their  shield — Omnipotence. 
Blessed  !  for  the  Lamb  shall  feed  them; 

All  their  tears  shall  wipe  away ; 
To  the  living  fountains  lead  them, 

Till  fruition's  perfect  day. 

8  Lo  !  it  comes — that  day  of  wonder  ! 

Louder  chorals  shake  the  skies  : 
Hades'  gates  are  burst  asunder ; 

See  the  new-clothed  myriads  rise  ! 
Thought,  repress  thy  weak  endeavour; 

Here  must  reason  prostrate  fall : 
Oh  !  th'  ineffable  Forever— 

And  th'  eterna.1  All  in  all ! 


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SHOWIXG     WUERE    TO    FIXD    EACH    HVMX   BY    ITS    BEGINXIXG. 


Eymn 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone Toplady...  314 

Afflicted  soul!  to  Christ  draw  near 355 

Again  the  orient  lij^ht  is  shining 384 

Ah!  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart 331 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed Watts...  282 

All  hail  the  pov.er  of  Jesus'  name Duncan...  293 

All  ye  that  p.iss  by W<slcv...  308 

Am  1  a  soldier  of  the  cross Watts...  380 

And  am  I  horn  to  die 419 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise Weslei/...  31G 

Around  the  throne  of  Gcd  in  heaven 4^4 

Art  thou  acquainted,  0  my  soul 341 

Asleep  in  Jesus!  blessed  sleep iLirkaij...  435 

Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound Od.inn...  34(j 

Awake,  my  soul!  to  joyful  lays Medley...  287 

Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door 359 

Behold  the  throne  of  ^^race I^^exoton...  235 

Beset  with  snares  on  every  hand Do'lilridgn...  378 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet!  blow Ti^plady...  3G2 

Bound  upon  th'accm-sed  tree..... Milinan...  284 

Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning Hc.ber...  Tib 

Burst,  ye  emerald  antes,  and  bring 453 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill Keher...  3D2 

Ceaso  thou  from  man;  oh.  what  to  thee 35S 

Charged  with  the  complicated  load 310 

Clouds  and  darkness  round  about  thee 306 

Come  buldly  to  the  throne  of  grace 236 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come Hart...  256 

Come.  Holy  Spirit,  love  divine i;58 

Come,  let  us  anew Wedey...  <^\2 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs ll^//.<?...  202 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above Wdey...  219 

Come,  my  Redeemer,  come 2tl 

Come,  my  soul!  thy  suit  prepare j.. NevAr.n...  2.;>8 

Come.  O  thou  Traveller  unknown Wealey...  255 

Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing llalnnsmi...  3S1 

Come,  trembling  .sinner,  in  whose  breast E.J<,nes...  303 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched Hurt...  301 

Day  of  judgment,  d.-xy  of  wonders Xewfon...  443 

I  Dear  Shepherd  of  thy  people,  hear Xev^on...  216 

■  Deathless  principle,  arise Tofilady...  422 

1  Depth  of  mercy  can  there  be H7s/>'v...  330 

j  Do  not  I  love  thee.  0  my  Lord Doddridge...  332 

Dread  Sovereign,  let  our  evening  songs Watts...  22J 

Encompass'd  with  clouds  of  distress 250. 

Ever  patient,  gentle,  meek 310 

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TABLE   OF   FIRST   LINES. 


ffi/mn 

Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating 215 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  I  tlee Cowper...  217 

Father,  thine  everlasting  grace Inv.  H.  B...  304 

Father,  when  thy  child  is  dving Inv.  H.  B...  428 

For  all  the  hUnsings  of  the  day ; 224 

P'orever  with  the  Lord Montgnmery...  424 

For  mercies  countless  as  the  sands Newton...  321 

Forsake  me  not,  my  tTcd-  my  heart  is  sinking Inv.  IT.  B...  254 

Friend  after  friend  departs _ Montgomerij...  433 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows Stowell...  233 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken 399 

God  of  my  life!  thy  boundless  grace Inv.  H.  B...  431 

God  of  my  life!  to  thee  I  call Cowper...  247 

Grateful  praise  to  thee  we  bring 295 

Great  God  of  wonders!  all  thy  ways Davis...  305 

Great  Lord  of  all  the  churches,  hear Leed's  Coll...  2(:3 

Green  pasUires  and  clear  streams 407 

Guilty  and  vile  before  my  God 320 

Hail !  thou  once  despised  Jesus 286 

Happy  angels,  still  ye  dwell 277 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended WcsJey...  440 

Hark!  my  .soul,  it  is  the  Lord Cuivper...  370 

Hark!  ten  thousand  voices  sounding 294 

Hark!  the  song  ofjiibilee Montgomery...  410 

Hark !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy Anon...  311 

Hark!  what  voice  of  love  is  speaking Inv.  H.  B...  430 

lie  comes,  he  comes,  the  Saviour  dear 298 

Here  is  my  heart,  ray  Gcd  I  give  it  thee From  the  German...  393 

Holy  Comforter,  who  guidest Inv.  H.  B...  260 

Holy  Ghost,  with  light  divine A.  Reed...  257 

Hope  is  the  anchor  of  the  soul 312 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies 421 

How  charming  is  the  place 213 

How  happy  are  they 398 

How  happy  is  the  Christian's  lot Wesley...  396 

How  oft  have  .sin  and  Satan  striven Watts...  313 

How  sad  our  state  b}"  nature  is Wxtts...  374 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds Newtmi...  288 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours Newton...  249 

Hues  of  the  rich  unfolding  morn 221 

I  come,  my  Lord,  to  offer  up  to  thee Inv.  H.  B...  385 

If  'tis  i^weet  to  mingle  where 220 

I  give  immortal  prai.se 268 

I  look  around  me,  all  is  sad Inv.  H.  B...  326 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away Mrs.  Bnnvn...  225 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee Wedey...  269 

In  the  hour  of  my  distress Written  about  1620...  261 

In  the  volume  of  the  book Inv.  H.  B...  300 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me 388 

I  was  a  grovelling  creature  once 400 

Jerus,alem!  my  happy  home Montgomery ...  457 

Jesus,  at  thy  conmrand foplady...  387 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken Grant...  377 

Jesus,  God  of  love,  attend _.., 266 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone Ccnnick...  379 


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Hymn 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee 370 

Jesus,  thy  blood  ."ud  riirhteousness Wesley...  317 

Jesus,  -where'er  thy  penjjle  meet Coioper...  218 

Jesus,  while  he  dwelt  behnv 278 

Join  all  the  jrlorious  names 290 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  move 434 

Just  as  I  am, — without  one  plea Inv.  H.  B...  303 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things Watts...  270 

Let  others  ask  for  transient  mirth 389 

Let  us  love,  and  sing,  and  wonder Neirtcni...  402 

Lie  down  in  peace  to  take  thy  rest Inv.  II.  B...  439 

Light  beams  upon  my  inward  eye Inv.  H.  B...  372 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwellinj^ 242 

Lo!  he  comes  with  clouds  descending Olivers...  442 

Look  down,  0  Lord,  with  pitying  eye Doddridge...  262 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  in  dust  I  lie .'. 319 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains Wesley...  338 

Lord,  I  would  rise  each  morning 291 

Lord  of  all  power  and  might Inv.  11.  B...  259 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows Doddridge...  232 

Lord,  thou  hast  won,  at  length  1  yield yen-ton...  375 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling W/att'fi.eld...  244 

Marked  as  the  purpose  of  the  skies Xoel...  409 

Mercy,  0  thou  Son  otDavid 369 

Mourner!  art  thou  conscience-stricken Inv.  II.  B...  300 

Sly  faith  looks  up  to  thee Palmer...  240 

My  God  and  Father,  while  I  stray 253 

My  God!  how  perfect  are  thy  ways 322 

My  only  Saviour,  when  I  feel 373 

My  Saviour  bids  me  come 368 

My  soul,  this  curious  house  of  clay 420 

My  times  are  in  thy  hand 394 

Nay,  I  cannot  let  thee  go Xcivton...  239 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee!  nearer  to  thee 395 

Night  wraps  the  land  where  Jesus  spoke 416 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts 315 

Not  always  shall  I  absent  be Inv.  II  B...  448 

Now  be  the  gospel  banner 415 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness 413 

Oft  in  danger,  and  in  woe 390 

0  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love llT'.sZ*//...  461 

0  God!  may  I  look  up  to  thee Div.  II  B...  251 

0  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand Logan...  237 

0  God!  our  help  in  ages  past Waits...  271 

0  God  what  am  I  in  thy  sight Inv.  U.  B...  323 

Oh,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day 245 

0  heaven,  abode  of  saints! 450 

Oh  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  daj' 335 

Oh  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God Wsley...  334 

Oh,  had  I  the  wings  of  a  dove Kdly...  402 

Oh,  how  I  long  to  reach  my  home 449 

0  Holy  Saviour!  Friend  unseen! 307 

Oh  t<.'il  me  no  more Gumhold...  404 

Oh!  the  hour  when  this  material .' 4C6 


TA15LE   OF    FIRST   LINES. 


Hymn 

Oh  turn  ye,  oh  turn  ye,  fjr  why  will  ye  die 3C4 

Oh,  weep  not  for  me!  I  can  never  be  blest 427 

0  Lauib  of  God,  my  Saviour 423 

0  Lord  my  God,  in  mercy  turn White...  325 

0  lovely  voices  of  the  sky 296 

0  much  beloved!  fear  not  to  die Inv.  H.  B...  429 

0  my  Redeemer!  can  I  sleep 280 

One  sweetly  solemn  thought 456 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand StenneLt...  452 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 414 

0  sacred  head,  now  wounded From  the,  German...  281 

0  thou  by  long  experience  tried Guion...  386 

0  thou  fi'om  whom  all  goodness  flows 246 

0  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul 248 

0  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh Scott...  351 

Palms  of  glory,  raiment  bright 463 

People  of  the  living  God Monlgomery...  382 

Perchance  my  hoi;rs  are  numbered  now Inv.  H.  B...  324 

Plead  thou, — oh  plead  my  caiise 318 

Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair Watts...  2S5 

Prostrate,  Lord  Jestis,  at  thy  feet 328 

Rise,  daughter  of  Zion,  thy  mourning  is  o'er 417 

Rock  of  ages!  cleft  for  me Toplady...  302 

Safely  through  another  week 228 

Saviour!  once  to  thee  presented Inv.  H.  B...  327 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation Newton..,  264 

Saviour!  whene'er  I  search  my  heart Inv.  H.  B...  339 

Saw  ye  my  Saviour  ?     Saw  ye  my  Saviour 283 

Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within Hyde...  347 

Searcher  of  hearts,  to  thee  are  known 342 

Servant  of  God!  well  done 437 

Since  the  Son  has  made  me  free 243 

Sinner,  art  thou  still  secure Nev:ton...  349 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message Allen...  357 

Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely 438 

Sovereign  grace  hath  power  alone Newton...  365 

Speak,  my  Saviour,  speak  to  me Inv.  H.  B...  329 

Strange  and  mysterious  is  my  life A'^ewton...  337 

Sweet  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray 229 

Sweet  is  the  song  of  heaven 276 

Sweet  is  the  task,  my  God,  my  King 230 

Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring 367 

Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing Watts...  214 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 336 

Tell  me  not  of  that  narrow  bed Anna...  455 

Tell  me  of  that  great  Physician Inv.  H.  B...  -299 

The  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high 252 

The  chariot!  the  chariot!  its  wheels  roll  in  fire Hitman...  445 

The  cold  wind  strips  the  yellow  leaf. 226 

The  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day Trans,  by  Scott...  444 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 354 

The  Lord  descended  from  above Sternhold...  274 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes 265 

The  Lord  our  God  is  Lord  of  all 273 

The  Lord  will  come !  the  earth  shall  quake 446 

492 


TABLE  OF  FIRST   LINES. 


Hymn 

The  ransomed  spirit  to  her  home W.  B.  Tnppan...  403 

The  ru.'h  may  rise  where  waters  flow Logan...  353 

The  stars  whicli  arc  con(c:'.led 313 

The  thought  that  I  must  leave  ere  long Inv.  H.  B...  426 

There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood Coivper...  301 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest Tujypan...  453 

There  is  a  place  of  wee  immixed 3M 

There  is  a  thought  can  lift  the  soul .< 405 

There  is  a  time,Ve  know  not  when Alexander...  34S 

There's  not  a  bird  with  lonel}- nest XnrJ...  272 

The  voice  of  free  grace Thornhj...  350 

This  world  is  all  a  fleeting  show 454 

Thoti  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will  not  deplore H-'her...  441 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty Wi-.sletj...  418 

Thou  sweet  gliding  Kcdron,  by  thy  silver  stream 279 

Through  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us Kelly...  222 

Thy  miracles  of  love 345 

'Tis  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze 227 

To-d;iy,  if  ye  will  hear  his  voice Kent's  Coll...  366 

To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope 459 

To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour 391 

Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night Bmcrivg...  411 

Watchmen,  onward  to  your  stations 40S 

What  arc  meetings  here,  but  partings 436 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet Coic/jcr...  23t 

When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God 406 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 397 

When  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain White...  309 

When  musing  Sorrow  weeps  the  past ; 447 

Vt'hen  with  my  mind  devoutly  prest 383 

When  waves  of  trouble  round  me  swell 425 

Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands Logan...  297 

While  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand 451 

While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 352 

Why  do  these  cares  divide  my  soul 333 

Why,  0  my  soul,  so  cold  and  dead 344 

Why  should  I  f.^ar  the  darkest  hour 401 

With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day Lijte...  231 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 289 

With  te.arful  eyes  I  look  around 371 

Ye  angels,  who  stand  round  the  throne 4fi5 

Ye  goiden  lamps  of  heaven,  forewell Doddridge...  4C0 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking Kelly...  412 

Zion,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength 267 


493 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Hymns 

I.         PUBLIC  AND   SOCIAL  WORSHIP 213-220 

IL       DAILY  DEVOTION • 221-227 

III.  SABBATH 228-232 

IV.  PRAYER.— YEARNING   AFTER  GOD 233-255 

V.  HOLY  SPIRIT.— REVIVAL 256-267 

VL      GOD 268-274 

VII.    CHRIST 275-298 

VIIL  FAITH  AND   SALA^ATION 299-318 

IX.  PENITENTIAL 319-331 

X.  SEARCHINGS  OF   HEART 332-3i5 

XL      AWAKENING  AND    INVITING 346-376 

XIL    DEVOTION  TO  CHRIST 377-395 

XIIL  HAPPINESS  OF    THE  CHRISTIAN 396-407 

XIV.  MISSIONS 408-417 

XV.  DEATH,  TIME  AND  ETERNITY 418-441 

XVL   JUDGMENT 442-446 

XVIL  HEAVEN 147-46(3 


THE   END. 


STEREOTYPED   BY  L.  JOHNSO!^  AND  CO, 
PHILADELPHIA. 


494 


1 


CHANTS  AND  TUNES 


BOOK  OF  COMMON  PEAYER, 


ADAPTED    TO 


COlSraKEGATIONAL  USE, 


PUEPARED  AT  THE  REQUEST,  AND  UNDER  THE  SUPERVISION  OF  A 


COMMITTEE  OF  CLERGYMEN. 


NEW  YORK: 

PUBLISHED  BY  MASON  BROTHERS, 

Philadelphia  :  J.  B.  Lippincott  &  Co. 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1855, 

BY    MASON    BROTHERS, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  the  United  States,  for  tho 

Southern  District  of  New  York. 


PREFACE. 


The  design  of  this  collection  of  Chants  and  Tunes  for  the  Book  of 
Common  Prayer,  is  to  aid  in  the  revival  of  congregational  singing. 
Ihe  whole  plan  of  the  work  lias  been  regulated  by  this  design. 
its  form  makes  it  a  convenient  apijendix  to  the  Psalms  and  Hymns 
or  to  the  whole  Prayer  Book,  and  avoids  the  inconvenience  and 
conspicuousness  of  ordinary  music-books.  Its  contaits  will  be 
found  adapted  to  the  skill  and  compass  of  ordinary  voices  The 
tunes  which  have  been  admitted  into  it,  are  mostly  suitable  for 
congregational  use,  although  the  true  idea  of  congregational  sing- 
ing has  been  made  to  yield  in  some  degree  to  prevailing  taste  and 
custom.  Its  chants  and  tunes  may  ail  bo  readily  learned  by  any 
congregation  ;  in  fact,  are  mainly  those  already  long  and  widely- 
known.  It  is  not  designed  to  supersede  choirs,  save  so  far  as 
choirs  have  superseded  the  congregation  in  the  praises  of  God 
It  will,  on  the  contrary,  be  found  a  useful  collection  for  the  Organ 
gallery.  And  although  at  first  exclusively  used  by  the  choir,  yet, 
It  placed  also  in  the  pews  for  use  by  the  congregation  at  large 
there  may  soon  be  revived  a  hearty  and  universal  union  in  this 
most  delightful  and  elevating,  but  too  long  neglected  part  of  the 
public  worship  of  God. 

It  maybe  thought  by  those  who  have  not  tried  it,  that  the  hope  of 
congregational  chanting  is  chimerical.  Actual  modern  experi- 
ence, as  well  as  the  original  design  and  true  nature  of  the  chant. 
\vill  correct  such  impression.  Congregational  chanting  may  be 
heard  m  many  churches  in  England,  and  in  a  few  in  this  country 
In  some  of  these  it  has  attained  a  high  degree  of  excellence,  and 
in  a  I  It  IS  found  to  be  highly  favorable  to  devotional  effect.  The 
Psalms  of  David  were  not  only  designed  to  be,  but  were  actually 
sung;  and  that  not  onlyby  the  trained  choirs  of  the  Levites  in  tlic 
temple,  but  by  families,  particularly  in  the  celebration  of  the  Pass- 
over. Such  was  the  "hymn"  sung  by  our  Saviour  and  his  disciples 
at  the  Last  Supper.  And  if  sung  at  all.  the  Psalms,  from  their 
structure,  must  of  necessity  be  chanted.  The  chant,  then,  was  the 
earliest  form  of  sacred  music,  and  in  its  very  nature  was  designed 
and  fitted  for  the  devotional  use  of  the  Psalter  by  the  people. 
Congregationvl  chanting  is  only  a  return  to  the  old  way  in  which 
our  fathers  worshipped. 

But  to  make  such  return  practicable,  there  must  be  first  a  return 
to  the  original  simplicity  of  the  chant  by  cutting  away  the  modern 
changes  by  which  it  has  been  made  more  complicated  and  tune- 


PKEFACE. 


like.  The  true  nature  of  the  chant  has  been  thus  excellently  ex- 
plained : 

"  The  musical  or  mechanical  structure  of  a  chant  is  very  sim- 
ple. Each  of  Its  passages  consists  of  one  note,  to  which  most  of 
the  syllables  in  each  line  of  poetry  are  chanted,  and  which  is 
called  the  '  reciting'  or  '  chanting'  note  ;  and  of  a  few  succeeding 
notes,  suited  to  the  last  few  syllables  of  the  line,  which  form  the 
'  inflection,'  or  '  cadence.'  A  chant  containing  two  such  passages 
is  called  a  single  chant,  as  being  suited  for  a  single  parallelism  or 
verse.  A  chant  containing  four  passages,  is  called  a  '  double,'  or 
'  quatrain'  chant,  and  embraces  two  parallelisms,  but  is  not  so  well 
suited  for  the  Hebrew  poetry  as  the  former.  As  no  double  chant 
is  traceable  further  back  than  the  sixteenth  century  (a  thousand 
years  later  than  our  earliest  single  chants,)  it  must  be  considered 
as  a  corruption  arising  from  the  introduction  of  the  modern  qua- 
train stanza. 

"  The  number  of  notes  in  the  cadence  is  not  uniform.  In  mod- 
ern chanting  there  are  generally  three  in  the  first,  or  '  medial,'  and 
five  in  the  second,  or  '  terminal'  cadence.  The  earlier  chants  have 
generally  fewer. 

*'  The  number  of  syllables  to  be  assigned  to  the  cadence-note 
also  varies.  The  medial  cadence  generally  includes  two,  and  the 
terminal  three  aeccnted  syllables,  with  whatever  expletives  inter- 
vene ;  but  variations  from  this  rule  are  often  required. 

"  It  is  most  important  to  understand  that  the  first  or  reciting 
not^,  which  on  paper  occupies  so  small  a  space,  but  in  practice 
often  absorbs  nearly  all  the  words  of  the  line,  is  the  characteristic 
and  principal  note  of  the  chant — that  which  distinguishes  it  from 
all  other  forms  of  music— and  is  the  source  at  once  of  all  its  beau- 
ty, and  all  its  difficulty.  We  may  indeed  call  it  the  chant,  as  the 
terminal  notes,  which  often  attract  much  more  notice,  are,  accord- 
ing to  their  names,  only  a  cadence  inflection,  or  alteration  of  tone, 
and  are  often  wanting  altogether. 

"  The  distinguishing  principle  of  the  chant  is,  that  in  its  origin, 
and  in  its  truest  forms,  it  is  simply  musical  recitation — reading  or 
reciting  in  musical  tones.  It  is  a  method  by  which  '  a  congregation 
may,  in  a  pleasing  and  devotional  manner,  read  together  the  words 
of  God.'  In  the  tune  we  seek,  as  it  were,  to  adorn  the  words,  to 
increase  their  emotion  by  the  additionof  musical  ^^assag-e^,  of  cor- 
responding emotional  character.  All  that  the  chant  adds  to  the 
-words  is  musical  tone,\\\lh  terminal  inflections,  intended  to  resem- 
ble those  of  ordinary  speech. 

"  The  idea  of  cadence  or  inflection  has  been  so  much  departed 
from  and  forgotten  in  modern  cnanls,  and  we  have  come  so  much 
to  consider  the  musical  cadence  as  the  chant,  that  there  may  bo 
some  difl!icuUy  at  first,  in  assenting  to  this  statement.  In  the  ear- 
lier and  simpler  chants,  however,  the  principle  is  clearly  seen; 
their  cadences  often  very  closely  resemble  the  natural  inflections 
of  prayerful  or  penitential  utterance." — Anglican  Chant  Book. 

If  the  choir,  or  cantor,  or  leader  will  adopt  the  true  style  in 
chanting,  the  congregation  will  soon  be  able  to  follow  him  in  such 
a  manner  that  the  words  shall  generally  receive  a  simultaneous 
utterance. 

From  these  things  it  follows  that  the  music  most  suitable  for 
the  chant  is  that  which  is  most  simple  and  natural,  and  least  cal- 


4  PREFACE. 

culated  to  draw  off  the  attention  from  the  words  to  itself.  Pre- 
ference has  been  given,  therefore,  to  single  chants  in  this  collec- 
tion, and  among  single  chants  to  such  as  have  their  "reciting" 
note  within  the  compass  of  easy  and  natural  declamation.  Some 
modern  double  chants  have,  indeed,  been  retained,  not  for  their 
intrinsic  merit  and  fitness  for  congregational  use,  but  because  of 
their  popularity. 

It  follows,  further,  that  in  the  performance  of  the  chants  the 
idea  of  recitation  to  musical  tones  should  be  kept  in  view,  and 
the  common  change  from  vocal  time  to  musical  time  in  pass- 
ing from  the  "  reciting  note"  to  the  "  cadence"  be  avoided.  The 
words  belonging  to  the  cadence  must  not  be  longer  protracted 
than  those  belonging  to  the  reciting  note.  The  common  practice 
of  gabbling  over  all  the  important  words  sung  to  the  chanting 
note,  and  then  drawling  out  into  indefinite  length  the  syllables, 
however  unemphatic,  of  the  cadence,  is  unnatural  and  absurd  in 
itself,  and  will  utterly  preclude  congregational  chanting.  No 
congregation  can  recite  together  except  on  the  plan  of  uttering 
all  the  words  in  just  the  time  it  would  take  the  majority  to  speak 
them.  And  this  is  the  true  idea  of  the  chant.  Great  attention 
must  be  paid  to  this  point  by  all  who  would  succeed  in  the  re- 
vival of  congregational  chanting.  With  due  observance  of  this 
and  a  little  careful  practice,  any  congregation  may  soon  learn  to 
chant  vvell,  either  with  or  without  an  organ. 

Four  or  more  chants  have  been  provided  for  every  canticle  in 
the  daily  service.  The  last  one  is  always  a  minor,  designed 
for  the  season  of  Lent,  and  for  such  other  occasions  as  may  re- 
quire a  greater  pathos  in  the  music  of  the  service.  This  will  pro- 
vide sufficient  variety,  and  suit  the  diversity  of  tastes.  In  addition, 
any  chant  out  of  the  whole  series  can  be  adopted  for  any  canticle. 
Music  is  provided,  also,  for  the  occasional  anthems.  And  a  small 
selection  of  psalms  have  been  pointed  for  chanting,  to  which  any 
appropriate  chant  can  be  sung.  No  separate  chant  has  been  pro- 
vided for  the  Gloria  Patri.  It  may  be  sung  to  any.  It  will  be 
found  well  in  practice  to  use  the  music  last  preceding.  i 

A  copious  selection  of  metrical  tunes  is  furnished,  making  pro- 
vision for  every  Psalm  and  Hymn,  except  one,  not  only  as  re- 
spects the  meter,  but  also  as  respects  the  sentiment.  The  one 
exception  is  Hymn  191,  which  consists  of  entirely  different  meters 
in  different  verses.  The  music  to  which  this  is  usually  sung,  is 
not  adapted  for  congregational  use,  and  would  liave  taken  up 
several  pages. 

Well  known  and  favorite  old  tunes  have  been  retained.  Tlie 
rhythmic  structure  of  such  has  been  restored  to  the  "generiraily 
old  form,"  "the  traditional  form,  and  the  only  one  which  all 
singers  feel  to  be  natural,"  in  accordance  with  the  suggestions  of 
the  Rev.  W.  H.  Havergal,  Rector  of  St.  Nicholas  Church,  Wor- 
cester, England,  who  has  done  more  than  any  other  man  within 
the  last  twenty  years  to  restore  and  improve  Church  Psalmody. 
By  observing  the  longer  initial  and  terminal  notes  of  e;ich  line, 
(see  Dundee,  and  other  tunes  of  like  character,)  a  much  (]uickcr 
and  easier  movement  than  generally  prevails  may  be  obtained. 
In  fact,  the  old  movement  will  thus  be  restored.  The  old  tunes 
h»ve  now  fa.llen  into  a  heavy,  drawling  style  of  singing,  which 
cn»?te  destroys  their  spirit  and  character,  and  makes  them  tedious 


PREFACE. 


and  difficult  to  use.    The  Old  Hundredth,  for  example,  is  usually 

f)rotracted  to  a  degree  positively  painful,  and  quite  destructive  o'f 
ts  spirit-stirring  character,  as  originally  sung.  Tender  regard 
must  be  had  to  the  capacity  of  untrained  lungs,  as  well  as  to  the 
compass  and  flexibility  of  untrained  voices,  by  those  who  would 
promote  universal  singing  m  our  churches. 

All  of  the  tunes,  however,  are  not  old.  Musical  taste  can  not 
be  stereotyped.  It  changes  with  the  spirit  of  the  age.  To  meet 
this  feeling,  and  the  desire  for  an  increasing  range  of  Church  Mu- 
sic, a  few  new  tunes  of  a  flowing,  melodious  character,  and  so  easy 
as  to  come  quite  within  the  ability  of  a  congregation,  have  been 
selected.  It  is  hoped  that  these  will  be  found  useful,  and  will 
meet  with  favor. 

A  word  seems  necessary  in  regard  to  interludes.  If  congre- 
gational singing,  or  any  singing,  is  to  succeed  religiously,  these 
must  not  be  prolonged,  as  is  frequently  the  case,  till  "all  the 
connection  of  spirit  and  sympathy  between  the  verses  is  de- 
stroyed. They  cool  off  and  tire  out  a  congregation,  and  reduce 
them  to  mere  listeners.  If  introduced  at  all,  they  ought  to  be  just 
long  enough  to  allow  all  to  get  their  breath,  and  no  lo77ffer.  A 
few  are  given  at  the  end  of  some  of  the  tunes,  by  way  of  speci- 
men. Rectors  and  others  having  charge  of  the  music  of  the 
church  are  entreated  to  insist  upon  this  point. 

It  only  remains  to  be  said  that  the  ablest  professional  assistance 
has  been  procured  in  the  harmonizing  and  general  arrangement 
of  tunes  and  chants.  Every  pains  has  been  taken  to  render  the 
work  acceptable  to  brethren  in  the  ministry,  and  suitable  and 
useful  for  their  congregations.  ]\Iay  God  bless  it  to  a  revival  of 
His  praises  in  the  Sanctuary,  and  pour  out  His  Spirit  upon  all 
who  by  it  shall  worship  Him  in  spirit  and  in  truth. 
Dudley  A.  Tyng. 

Sector  of  Cli.  of  the  Epiphany. 
Wm.  Bacon  Stevens. 

Rector  of  St.  Andrew^ s. 
Charles  D.  Cooper. 
Rector  of  St.  Philip's. 


Philadelphia,  Nov.,  1855. 


The  undersigned  cordially  approve  the  plan  of  the  work,  and 
recommend  its  use : 


Alonzo  Potter, 

Biyhop  of  Diocese  of  Pennsylvania. 
Henry  J.  Morton, 

Rector  of  St.  James\  Phil. 
riicHARD  Newton, 

Rector  of  St.  Paur.<!,  Phil. 

KiNOSTON    GODDARD. 

Rector  of' the  Ch.  of  the  Atonement. 
Joseph  P.  B.  Wilmer, 

Rector  of  St.  3farJc's,  Phil. 
Samuel  A.  Clark, 

Rector  of  Ch.  of  the  Advent,  Phil, 


John  G.  Maxwell, 

Rector  of  Emmanuel  Ch.,  Phil. 
Eli  H.  Canfield. 

Rector  of  Christ  Ch.,  Brodldyn. 
N.  Sayhe  Harris, 

Rector  of  Ch.  of  the  Ascension,  Bait. 
Samuel  Bowman, 

Rector  of  St.  Jame"',  Lancaster, Pa. 
C.  C.  PiricKNEY,  Ju. 

Rector  of  Grace  Ch.,  CJiarleston,S.C. 
J.  A.  Shanklin, 

Rector  of  St.Peter's,Charleston,S.C. 


Henry  V.  D.  Johns, 

A.  Cleaveland  Coxe, 

Rector  Emanuel  Church,  Bali. 

Rector  of  Ch-ace  Church,  Bait. 

Charles  R.  Howard, 

J.  H.  Morrison, 

Asst.  Min.  Emanuel  Ch.,  Bait. 

Rector  of  St.  Peter's,  Bait. 

:MO^XI^*G   PliAYER. 
Venite,  JUxidtemus  Domino. 


1.  O  COME,  let  us  sing  im-  |  to  the  |  Lord: 

Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  |  strength  of  |  our 
sal-  I  vation. 

2.  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  |  with  thanks-  | 

giving, 
And    show    ourselves  |  glad    in  |  him'  with  | 
psalms. 

3.  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  gre-at  |  God  ; 

x\nd  a  great  |  King  a-  |  bove  all  |  gods. 

4.  In  his  hand  are  all  the  corners  |  of  the  |  earth ; 

And  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  |  his  —  |  also. 

5.  The  sea  is  his,  and  |  he  —  |  made  it ; 

And  his  hands  pre-  |  par-ed  |  the  dry  |  land. 

6.  O  come,  let  us  worship  |  and  fall  |  down. 

And  kneel  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord  our  |  ^NLaker. 

7.  For  he  is  the  |  Lord  our  |  God ; 

And  we  are  the  jieople  of  his  pasture,  and  the  | 
sheep  of  |  his  —  |  hand. 

8.  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty   of  |  holiness ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  |  stand  in  |  awe  of  |  him. 

9.  For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  the  | 

earth  ; 
And  with  righteousness  to  judge  the  world,  and 
the  I  people  |  with  his  |  truth. 


Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son, 
And  I  TO  THE  |  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 

As    IT    WAS    IN    THE     BEGINNING,    IS     NOW,    AND    | 
EVER    SHALL   |   BE, 

World  I  without  I  end.     A-  I  men. 


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MORNING  PRAYER. 
VenitCj  Exultemus  Domhto^ 


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1.  0  COME,  let  us  sing  un-  |  to  the  |  Lord  ; 

Let  us  heartily  rejoice  in  the  |  strength  of  |  our 
sal-  I  vation. 

2.  Let  us  come  before  his  presence  |  with  thanks-  | 

giving, 
And    show    ourselves  |  glad    in  |  him   with  | 
psalms. 

3.  For  the  Lord  is  a  |  gre-at  |  God ; 

And  a  great  |  King  a-  |  bove  all  |  gods. 

4.  In  his  hand  are  all  the  corners  |  of  the  |  earth ; 

And  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  is  |  his  —  |  also. 

5.  The  sea  is  his,  and  |  he  —  |  made  it ; 

And  his  hands  pre-  |  par-ed  |  the  dry  |  land. 

6.  O  come,  let  us  worship  |  and  fall  |  down, 

And  kneel  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord  our  |  I^Iaker. 

7.  For  he  is  the  |  Lord  our  |  God ; 

And  we  are  the  people  of  his  pasture,  and  the  | 
sheep  of  |  his  —  |  hand. 

8.  O  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty   of  |  holiness ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  |  stand  in  |  awe  of  |  him. 

9.  For  he  cometh,  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  the  | 

earth  ; 
And  with  righteousness  to  judge  the  world,  and 
the  I  people  I  with  his  I  truth. 


Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son, 
And  I  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 

As    IT    WAS    IN   the     beginning,    IS     NOW,    AND 
ever   shall   I   BE, 

World  |  without  I  end.     A-  I  men. 


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10  MOENING    PRAYER. 

Gloria  in  Excelsis. 

1.  Glory  be  to  |  God  on  |  high; 

And  on  earth  |  peace,  good  |  will  towards 
I  men. 

2.  We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee,  we  |  worship  | 

thee, 
We  glorify  thee,  we  give  thanks  to  |  thee, 
for  I  thy  great  |  glory, 

3.  O  Lord  God,  |  heavenly  |  King, 

God  the  I  Father  |  Al —  ]  mighty. 

4.  O    Lord,  the    only    begotten    Son,  (  Jesus  | 

Cnrist, 
O  Lord  God,  Lamb  of   God,  |  Son  —  |  of 
the  I  Father, 

5.  That    takest    away  the  |  sins.. of  the  [  world. 

Have  I  mercy  |  upon  j  us. 

6.  Thou    that    takest    away  the  |  sins,  .of  the  | 

world, 
Have  I  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 

7.  Thou    that    takest    away  tlie  |  sins.. of  the  | 

world. 
Re-  I  ceive  —  |  our —  |  prayer. 

8.  Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  liand  of  |  God  the 

I  Father, 
Have  I  mercy  [  upon  |  us. 

9.  For  thou  |  only,  .art  |  holy, 

Thou  I  only  |  art  the  j  Lord ; 

10.  Thou    only,    O    Christ,    with    the  |  Holy  | 

Gliost, 
Art   most    high    in    tlie  |  glory    of  |  God 
the  I  Father. 


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Re    -    -    -       ceive  our  prayer. 


12  MORNING    PRAYER. 


Te  Deiim  laudamus. 

1,  We  praise  |  thee,  0  |  God; 

We  acknowledge  |  thee  to  |  be  the  ]  Lord. 

2.  All  the  earth  doth  |  worship  |  thee, 

The  I  Father  |  ever-  |  lasting, 
8.  To  thee  all  Angels  |  cry  a-  |  loud ; 

The  Heavens,  and  |  all  the  |  Powers  there-  |  in. 

4.  To  thee,  |  Cherubim,  and  \  Seraphim 

Con-  1  tinu-al-  |  ly  do  |  cry, 

5.  Holy,  1  Holv,  ]  Holy, 

Lord  I  God  of  I  Sa-ba-  1  oth; 

6.  Heaven  and  |  Earth  are  |  full 

Of  the  I  Majes-ty  |  of  thy  |  Glory, 
v.  The  glorious  company  of  the  Apostles  [  praise  — [  thee, 
The  goodly  fellowship  of  the  |  Prophets  [praise  —  [  thee. 

8.  The  noble  army  of  Martyrs  |  praise  —  |  thee, 

The  holy  Church  throughout  all  the  world  \  doth  ac-( 
knowledge  |  thee; 

9.  The  Father,  of  an  [  infinite  |  majesty ; 

Thine  adoi\able,  |  true,  aud  |  only  |  Son ; 

10.  Also  the  I  Holv  |  Ghost, 

The  I  Com-—  |  for |  ter. 

11.  Thou  art  the  King  of  Glory,  |  0—  |  Christ. 

Thou  art  the  everlastbg  |  Son  —  |  of  the  |  Father. 

12.  When  thou  tookest  upon  thee  to  de-  I  liver  |  man, 

Thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  ]  born  —  |  of  a  | 
Virgin. 

13.  When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  ]  sharpness  of  |  death. 

Thou  didst  open  the  Kingdom  of  |  Heaven  to  |  all 
be-  I  lievers. 

14.  Thou  sittest  at  the  right  |  hand  of  |  God, 

In  the  I  Glory  |  of  the  |  Father. 

15.  We  believe  that  |  thou  shalt  |  come 

To  I  be  —  I  our  —  |  Judge. 

16.  We  therefore  pray  thee,  |  help  thy  |  servants, 

AVhom  thou  hast  redeemed  j  with  thy  |  precious  j 
blood. 


MOKNING-  PRAYER. 


13 


lY.  Make  them  to  be  numbered  |  with  thy  |  Saints, 
In  I  glorj  I  ever-  |  lasting. 

18.  O  Lord,  save  thy  people,  and  |  bless  thine  |  heritage. 

Govern  them,  and  |  lift  them  |  up  for  |  evex-. 

19.  Day  by  day  we  |  magni-fy  |  thee  ; 

And  "we   worship  thy  Name  ever,  ]  world  with-  | 
out  —  j  end. 

20.  Vouchsafe,  0  Lord,  to  keep  us  this  day  with- 1  out  — j  sin. 

0  Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  have  {mercy  [upon  [us. 

21.  O  Lord,  let  thy  mercy  |  be  up-on  |  us. 

As  our  I  trust  —  |  is  in  |  thee. 

22.  O  Lord,  ia  thee  |  have  I  |  trusted ; 

Let  me  J  never  |  be  con-  |  founded. 


12. 

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H  MORNING    PRAYER. 

Benedidle,  omnia  opera  Domini. 

1.  0  all  ye  "Works  of  the  Lord,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord ; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

2.  O  ye  Angels  of  the  Lord,  |  bless . .  ye  the  |  Lord ; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

3.  0  ye  Heavens,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord ; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

4.  O  ye  Waters  that  be  above  the  firmament,  |  bless,  .ye 

the  I  Lord; 
Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

5.  O  all  ye  Powers  of  the  Lord,  |  bless,  .ye  the  J  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

6.  O  ye  Sun  and  Moon,  |  bless,  .yc  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 
T.  O  ye  Stars  of  Heaven,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord ; 
Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

8.  O  ye  Showers  and  Dew,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

9.  O  ye  Winds  of  God,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  liini  for  |  ever. 

10.  O  ye  Fire  and  Heat,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

11.  O  ye  Winter  and  Summer,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

12.  O  ye  Dews  and  Frosts,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

13.  O  ye  Frost  and  Cold,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

14.  O  ye  Ice  and  Snow,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

15.  O  ye  Nights  and  Days,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

16.  0  ye  Light  and  Darkness,  (  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  I  him  for  |  evci*. 

1*7.  O  ye  Lightnings  and  Clouds,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

18.  O  let  the  Earth  |  bless  the  |  Lord; 

Yea,  let  it  praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

19.  O  ye  Mountains  and  Hills,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord ; 

Praise  him,  and  (  mngnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 

20.  0  all  ye  Giccn  Things  upon  the  earth,  j  bless,  .ye  the] 

Praise  Him,  and  |  magnify  |  Ilim  for  |  evei\  [Lord ; 


3I0KNING   PRAYER. 


15 


21.  O  ye  "Wells,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  bim,  and  |  magnify  |  bim  for     ever. 

22.  O  ye  Seas  and  Floods,  |  bless,  .ye  the     Lord; 

Praise  bim,  and  |  magnify  |  bim  for     ever. 

23.  O  ye  Wbalcs,  and  all  that  move  in  the  v/aters,  |  bless. , 

ye  the  |  Lord ; 
Praise  bim,  and  [  magnify  ]  bim  for  |  ever. 
2-i.  O  all  ye  Fowls  of  the  air,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 
Praise  bim,  and  |  magnify  |  bim  for  |  ever. 

25.  O  all  ye  Beasts  and  Cattle,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  bim,  ar.d  |  magnify  |  bim  for  |  ever. 

26.  O  ye  Children  of  Men,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  bim,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever. 
21.  O  let  Israel  |  bless  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  bim  for  |  ever. 
23.  O  ye  Priests  of  the  Lord,  |  bless,  .ye  the  |  Lord; 

Praise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  bim  for  |  ever. 

29.  O  ye  Servants  of  the  Lord,  |  bless,  .yo  the  |  Lord; 

Pi'aise  him,  and  |  magnify  |  liim  for  |  ever. 

30.  O  ye  Spirits  and  Souls  of  the  righteous,  |  bless .  .ye  the  | 

Praise  bim,  and  |  magnify  |  bim  for  |  ever.      [Lord; 

31.  O  ye  holy  and  bumble  Men  of  heart,  |  bless,  .ye  the  I 

Praise  bim,  and  |  magnify  |  him  for  |  ever.      [Lord; 


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MORNING    PRAYER. 


Juhilate  Deo. 

1.  O  be  joyful  in  the  Lord,  |  all  ye  |  lands : 

Serve  the  Lokd  with  gladness,  and  come  be- 
fore his  I  presence  |  with  a  |  song. 

2.  Be  ye  sure  that  the  Lord  |  he  is  |  God : 

It  is  he  that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we  our- 
selves; we  are  his  people,  and  the  |  sheep 
of  ]  his  —  I  pasture. 

3.  O  go  your  way  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving, 

and  into  his  |  courts  with  |  praise  ; 
Be  thankful  unto  him,  and  speak  |  good  of  | 
his  —  j  Name  : 

4.  For  the  Lord  is  gracious,  his  mercy  is  |  ever-  j 

lasting  ; 
And  his  truth  endureth  from  gene-  |  ration. . 
to  I  gene-  I  ration, 

Glory  de  to  the  Father,  ats^d  |  to  the  |  Son, 
And  I  TO  THE  I  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 

As    IT    WAS    IN    THE    BEGINNING,    IS    NO-\V,    AND  | 


EVER    SHALL 


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MORNING    PRAYER.  17 

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MORNING    PRAYER. 


Bcnedictus. 

1.  Blessed  be  the  Lord  |  God  of    Israel ; 

For  he  hath  visited,  and  re-     deem-cd  |  his  — 
I  people  ; 

2.  And  hath  raised  up  a  mighty  sal-  |  ration .  .  for 

I  us, 
In  the  I  house . .  of  his  |  servant  |  David  ; 

3.  As  he  spake  by  mouth  of  his  |  holy  |  Prophets, 

Which  have  been  |  since   the  |  world   be-  | 
gan; 

4.  That  we  should  be  saved  |  from  our  |  enemies, 

And  from  the  |  hand  of  j  all  that  |  hate  us. 

GLORIA    PATRI. 

21. 


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20 

EYENINa  PEAYER. 

Cantaie  Domino.     Psalm  xviii. 

1.  O  Sing  unto  the  |  Lord  a.  .new  |  song; 

For  1  he  hath .  .  done  |  marvellous  |  things. 

2.  With  his  own  right  hand,  and  with  his  I  holy  | 

arm 
Hath  he  |  gotten.,  him-  [  self  the  |  victory. 

3.  The  Lord  declar-ed  |  his  sal-  |  vation  ; 

His  righteousness  hath  he  openly  |  showed. . 
in  the  |  sight,  .of  the  |  heathen. 

4.  He  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  truth  to- 

wards the  I  house  of  |  Israel ; 
And  all  the  ends  of  the  world  have  seen  the 
sal-  I  vation  |  of  our  |  God. 

5.  Show  yourselves  joyful  unto  the  Lord,  |  all  yc 

I  lands ; 
Sing,  re-  |  joice,  and  |  give—  |  thanks. 

6.  Praise  the  Lord  up-  |  on  the  |  harp, 

Sing  to  the  harp  with  a  |  psalm  of  |  thanks — • 
I  giving. 

7.  With  trumpets,  |  also, . .  and  I  shawms, 

O  show  yourselves  joyful  be-  |  fore  the  j  Lord 
the  I  King. 

8.  Let  the  sea  make  a  noise,  and  all  that  |  therein 

I  is, 
The  round  world,  and  1  they  that  |  dwell . . 
there-  |  in. 

9.  Let  the  floods  clap  their  hands,  and  let  the  hills 

be  joyful  together,  be-  |  fore  the  |  Lord, 
For  he  |  cometh.  .to  |  judge  the  |  earth. 

10.  With    righteousness    sliall    he  [  judge    the  ( 

I  world. 
And  the  |  people  |  with  —  |  equity. 

GLORIA    PATRI. 


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EVENING    PRAYER. 


Bonum  est  Conjiteri.     Psalm  xcii. 

1.  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  un-  |  to  the  | 

Loud, 
And   to  sing  praises  unto  thy  |  Name,  O  | 
Most  —  I  Highest. 

2.  To  tell  of  thy  loving  kindness  early  |  in  tlic  | 

morning, 
And  of  thy  I  truth.,  in  the  |  night—  |  season. 

3.  Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings,  and  up-  |  on 

the  I  lute ; 
Upon  a  loud  instrument,  |  and  up-  |  on  tlic  | 
harp. 

4.  For  thou,  Lord,  hast  made  me  glad  |  tlirough 

thy  I  works ; 
And  I  will  rejoice  in  giving  praise  for  the 
ope-  I  rations  |  of  thy  |  hands. 
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And  I  TO  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 
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EVENING    PRAYER. 


Deus  Misereatur.     Psalm  Ixvii, 

1.  God  be  merciful  unto  |  us,  and  |  bless  us, 

And  show  us  ihe  light  of  his  countenance,  and 
be  I  merci-ful  |  unto  |  us; 

2.  That  thy  way  may  be  |  known  up-on  |  earth, 

Thy  saving  |  health  a-  |  mong  all  |  nations. 

3.  Let  the  people  praise  j  thee,  O  j  God ; 

Yea,  let  |  all  the  [  people  |  praise  thee. 

4.  O  let  the  nations  rejoice,  |  and  be  |  glad  ; 

For  thou  shalt  judge  the  folk  righteously,  and 
govern  the  |  nations  |  upon  j  earth. 

5.  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  O  |  God ; 

Yea,  let  |  all  the  |  people  |  praise  thee. 

6.  Then    shall    the    earth    bring  1  forth    her  |  in- 

crease ; 
And  God,  even  our  own  )  God,  shall  |  give  us 
. .  his  I  blessing. 

7.  God  I  shall  —  I  bless  us ; 

And  all  the  ends  of  the  |  world  shall  I  fear  — 
I  him. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son, 
And  I  TO  THE  I  Holy  |  Ghost; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  I 

EVER    shall   I   BE, 

World  |  without  |  end.     A-  I  men. 

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JBenedic,  Anima  Mea.     Psalm  ciil. 

1.  Praise  the  Lord,  |  O  my  |  soul ; 

And  all  that  is  within  me,  |  praise  his  |  holy  | 
name. 

2.  Praise  the  Lord,  |  O  my  |  soul ; 

And  for-  |  get  not  |  all  his  j  benefits : 

3.  Who  forgiveth  |  all  thy  |  sin, 

And  I  healeth . .  all  j  thine  in-  |  firmitics ; 

4.  Who  saveth  thy  |  life,  .from  de-  |  struction. 

And  crowneth  thee  with  |  mercy . .  and  |  lov- 
ing- I  kindness. 

5.  O  praise  the  Lord,  ye  Angels  of  his,  ye  that  ex- 

I  eel  in  I  strength. 
Ye  that  fulfill  his  commandment,  and  hearken 
unto  the  |  voice  of  |  his  —  |  word. 

6.  O  praise  the  Lord,  all  |  ye  his  |  hosts; 

Ye  servants  of  ]  his  that  |  do  his  |  pleasure. 

7.  O  speak  good  of  tlie  Lord,  all  ye  works  of  his, 

in  all  places  of  I  his  do-  |  minion  ; 
Praise  thou  the  |  Lord,  O  |  my  —  |  soul. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son, 

And  I  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  I 

ever    shall  I   BE, 

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EVENING  PRAYEE.  27 

44.     Hecte  et  Retro.  eev.  "W.  n.  haver  gal. 


28  EASTEE.      THANKSGIVING. 

EASTER-DAY. 

(Any  well  known,  joyful,  single  chant  will  be  appropriate.^ 

1.  Christ  our  Passover  is  |  sacri-ficed  |  for  us ; 

Therefore  |  let  us  |  keep  the  |  feast ; 

2.  Not  "with  the  old  leaven,  neither  with  the  leaven  of  J 

malice . .  and  |  wickedness, 
But  with  the  unleavened  |  bread,  .of  sin-  |  cerity. . 
and  I  truth ; 

3.  Christ  being  raised  from  the  dead,  |  dieth.  .no  |  more; 

Death  hath  no  more  do-  |  minion  |  over  |  him. 

4.  For  in  that  he  died,  he  died  unto  |  sin  —  |  once ; 

But  in  that  he  liveth,  he  |  liveth  |  unto  |  God. 

5.  Likewise  reckon  ye  also  yourselves  to  be  dead  indeed  | 

unto  I  sin; 
But  alive  imto  God  through  j  Jesus  |  Christ  our  | 
Lord. 

6.  Christ  is  risen  ]  fi-ora  the  |  dead, 

And  become  the  first-  |  fruits  of  |  them  that  |  slept. 

7.  For  since  by  |  man  came  |  death, 

By  man  came  also  the  resur-  |  reetion  |  of  the  |  dead. 
"8.  For  as  in  Adam  |  all  —  |  die, 

Even  so  in  Christ  shall  j  all  be  |  made  a-  |  live. 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son, 

And  I  to  the  |  Holy  (  GiiosT. 
As  it  was  in   the   beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  . , 
shall  i  be. 
"World  |  without  |  end.     A-  |  men. 

THANKSGIVING-DAY. 

(Any  well  known,  joyful,  single  chant  will  be  appropriate.) 

1.  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  for  it  is  a  good  thing  to  sing  praises 

un-  I  to  our  |  God; 
For  it  is  |  pleasant,  .and  |  praise  is  |  comely. 

2.  The  Lord  doth  build  |  up  Je-  |  rusalem ; 

He  gathereth  together  the  |  out —  |  casts  of  j  Israel. 

3.  He  hcaleth  those  that  are  j  broken,  .in  |  heart, 

And  I  bindeth  |  up  their  j  wounds. 

4.  He  covcreth  the  heavens  with  clouds,  and  prepareth  | 

rain,  .for  the  |  earth; 
He  maketh  the  grass  to  1  grow  up- )  on  the  |  mountains. 

5.  He  givetli  to  the  |  beast  his  |  food. 

And  to  the  young  |  ravens  |  which  —  |  cry. 


INSTITUTION  OF  MINISTEKS.  29 

6.  Praise  the  Lord,  |  0  Je-  |  rusalem, 

Praise  thy  |  God,  _  J  0  _  |  Sion. 
T.  For  he  hath  strengthened  the  bars  |  of  thy  j  gates, 

He  hath  blessed  thy  |  chil —  |  dren  with-  |  in  thee. 
8.  He  maketh  peace  |  in  thy  |  borders, 

And  fiUeth  thee  with  the  |  finest  |  of  tLe  j  wheat. 

Gloria  Patri. 

Laudatc  Nomen. 

(Any  -vrell  known,  joyful,  single  chant  will  be  appropriate.) 

1.  O  praise  the  Lord  ;  laud  ye  the  |  name,  .of  the  |  Loed; 

Praise  it,  O  ye  |  servants  |  of  the  |  Lord. 

2.  Ye  that  stand  in  the  |  liouse.  .of  the  |  Lord, 

In  the  courts  of  the  |  house  of  |  our  —  |  God. 

3.  O  praise  the  Lord,  for  the  |  Lord  is  |  gracious ; 

0  sing  praises  unto  his  |  Name,  for  |  it  is  |  lovely. 

4.  The  Lord  is  |  gracious . .  and  |  merciful ; 

Long-suffering,  |  and  of  |  great  —  |  goodness. 

5.  The  Lord  is  loving  unto  |  every  |  man ; 

And  his  mercy  is  |  over  |  all  his  |  works. 

6.  All  thy  works  praise  |  thee,  O  |  Lord  ; 

And  thy  saints  give  |  thanks  —  |  unto  |  thee. 
T.  The  Lord  doth  build  |  up  Je-  [  rusalem ; 

And  gather  together  the  |  outcasts  |    of —  |  Israel. 

8.  He  healeth  those  that  are  |  broken,  .in  |  heart, 

And  giveth  medicine  to  |  heal  —  |  their  —  |  sick- 
ness. 

9.  The  Lord's  delight  is  in  |  them  that  |  fear  him, 

And  put  their  |  trust  in  |  his  —  |  mercy. 

10.  Praise  the  Lord,  |  0  Je-  |  rusalem. 

Praise  thy  |  God,  —  |  0  —  |  Sion. 

11.  For  he  hath  made  fast  the  |  bars  of.  .thy  |  gates. 

And  hath  blessed  thy  ]  chil —  |  dren  with-  |  in  thee. 

12.  He  maketh  peace  |  in  thy  |  borders. 

And  filleth  thee  |  with  the  |  flour  of  |  wheat. 

13.  He  is  our  God,  even  the  God  of  whom  [  cometh  sal-  | 

vation ; 
God  is  the  Lord,  by  whom  ]  we  es-  |  cape  —  (  death. 

14.  O  God,  wonderful  art  thou  in  thy  |  holy  1  places ; 

Evea  the  God  of  Isi'ael,  he  will  give  strength  and 
power  imto  his  people.    |  Blessed  |  be  —  j  God. 
Gloria  Patri. 


80  BURIAL  OF  THE  DEAD. 


From  Psalms  xxxix  and  xc. 

1.  Lord,  let  me  kno-w  mj  end,  and  the  number  [  of  my  ] 

days, 
That  I  may  be  certified  ho-sr  ]  long  I  [  have  to  J  live. 

2.  Behold,  thou  hast  made  my  days  as  it  -were  a  span 

long,  and  mine  age  is  even  as  nothing  in  res-  \ 
peet  of  I  thee ; 
And  verily   every   man  living  is  |  al-to-  |  geth-er  ] 
vanity. 

3.  For  man  "walketh  in  a  vain  shadow,  and  disquieteth 

him-  I  self  in  |  vain; 
He  heapeth  up  riches,  and  cannot  tell  |  who  shall  | 
gather  |  them. 

4.  And  now,  Lord,  |  what  is.  .my  |  hope  ? 

Truly,  my  |  hope  is  |  even,  .in  |  thee. 

5.  Deliver  me  from  |  all.  .mine  of-  |  fences; 

And  make  me  not  a  re-  |  buke  un-  |  to  the  |  foolish. 

6.  When  thou  with  rebukes  dost  chasten  man  for  sin,  thou 

makest  his  beauty  to  consume  away,  like  as  it 
were  a  moth  |  fretting . .  a  1  garment ; 

Every  man  j  therefore  |  is  but  |  vanity. 
H.  Hear  my  prayer,  0  Lord,  and  with  thine  cars  con- 
I  sider.  .my  |  calling; 

Hold  not  thy  |  peace  at  |  my  —  |  tears. 

8.  For  I  am  a  stranger  with  thee,  |  and  a  |  sojourner, 

As  I  all  my  |  fathers  |  were. 

9.  O   spare  me   a  little,  that   I  may  re-  |  cover,  .my  | 

strength. 
Before  I  go  hence,  and  |  be  no  (  more  —  |  seen. 

10.  Lord,  thou  hast  |  been  our  |  refuge 

From  one  gene-  |  ration  |  to  an-  |  other. 

11.  Before  the  mountains  were  brought  forth,  or  ever  the 

earth  and  the  |  world  were  |  made ; 
Thou  art  God  from  everlasting,  and  |  world  witli-  | 
out  —  I  end. 

12.  Thou  turnest  |  man.  .to  de-  (  struetion; 

Again  thou  say  est,  Come  a-  |  gain,  yc  |  children. . 
of  I  mca 


BUKIAL  OF  THE  DEAD. 


81 


13.  For  a  thousand  years  in  thy  sight  are  j  but  as  (  yester- 

Seeing  that  is  past  as  a  |  watch  —  |  in  the  |  night. 

14.  As  soon  as   thou  scatterest  them,  they  are  even  |  as 

a-  1  sleep, 
And  fade  away  j  sudden-ly  ]  like  the  ]  grass. 

15.  In  the  morning  it  is  green,  and  |  groweth  |  up  ; 

But  in  the  evening  it  is  cut  |  down,  dried  |  up,  and  j 
withered. 

16.  For  we  consume  away  in  |  thy  dis-  I  pleasure, 

And  are  afraid  at  thy  |  wrathful  [  indig-  |  nation. 

17.  Thou  hast  set  our  mis-  |  deeds  be-  |  fore  thee. 

And  our  secret  sins  in  the  [  light  of  j  thy  —  j  coun- 
tenance. 

18.  For  when  thou  art  angry,  all  our  \  days  are  I  gone, 

We  bring  our  years  to  an  end,  as  it  were  a  1  tale  that 
I  is—  1  told. 

19.  The  days  of  our  age  are  threescore  years  and  ten ;  and 

though  men  be  so  strong  that  they  come  to  four- 
score years,  yet  is  their  strength  then  but  j  labor 
.  .and  I  sorrow, 
So  soon  passeth  it  a-  ]  way,  and  |  we  are  |  gone. 

20.  So  teach  us  to  |  number,  .our  |  days. 

That  we  may  apply  our  \  hearts  —  ]  unto  \  wisdom. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  1  Son, 
And  I  TO  THE  I  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 

As   IT   WAS   IN    THE   BEGINNING,    IS    NOW,   AND  [  EVER .  . 
SHALL  I  BE, 

"World  I  without  I  end.     A-  I  men. 


32  SELECTIONS. 

Domiiie,  Dominus  noster.     Psalm  viii. 

1.  O  Lord,  our  Governor,  how  excellent  is  thy 

Name  in  (  all  the  |  world ; 
Thou    hast  set   thy  |  glory.. a-  I  bove  the  | 
heavens ! 

2.  Out  of  the  mouth  of  very  babes  and  sucklings 

hast  thou  ordained  strength, be-  |  cause  of. . 
thine  |  enemies, 
That  thou  mightest  still  the  |  ene-my  j  and . . 
the  a-  I  venger. 

3.  For  I  will    consider  thy  heavens,  even  tlie  I 

works  of. .  thy  |  fingers  ; 
The   moon  and   the  stars  which  |  thou  —  J 
hast  or-  |  dain-ed. 

4.  What  is  man,  that  thou  art  |  mindful .  .of  |  him? 

And  the  son  of  man,  [  that  thou  |  visitest  | 
him? 

5.  Thou  madest  him  lower  |  than  the  |  angels. 

To  crown   him  with  |  glo |  ry  and  |  wor- 
ship. 

6.  Thou  makest  him  to  have  dominion  of  the  | 

works  of.  .  thy  |  hands  ; 
And  thou  hast  put  all  things  in  subjection  | 
under  |  his —  f  feet. 

7.  All  I  sheep  and  |  oxen ; 

Yea,  and  the  |  beasts  —  (  of  the  I  field  ; 

8.  The  fowls  of  the  air,  and  the  fishes  1  of  the  |  sea; 

And  whatsoever  walketh   through  the  |  paths 
—  I  of  the  I  seas. 

9.  O  Lord,  our  Governor,  how  excellent  |  is  thy 

I  Name 
In  I  all  —  I  —  the  |  world. 

GLORIA    TATRI. 


SELECTIONS.  83 

Deus  noster  refugium.     Psalm  xlvi. 

1.  God  is  our  J  hope  and  j  strength, 

A  very  |  present  I  help  in  |  trouble. 

2.  Therefore  will  we  not  fear,  though  the  |  earth 

be  I  mov-ed  ; 
And  though  the  hills  be  carried  into  the  | 
midst —  1  of  the  ]  sea. 

3.  Though  the  waters  thereof  1  rage  and  |  swell. 

And  though  the  mountains  shake  at  the  |  tem- 
pest j  of  the  I  same. 

4.  The  rivers  of  the  flood  thereof  shall  make  glad 

the  I  city  of  |  God  ; 
The  holy  place  of  the  tabernacle  |  of  the  | 
Most —  I  Highest. 

5.  God  is  in  the  midst  of  her,  therefore  shall  she  | 

not . .  be  re-  |  mov-ed ; 
God  shall  |  help  her,.. and  |  that  right  |  early. 

6.  The  heathen  make  much  ado,  and  the  |  king- 

doms . .  are  |  mov-ed  ; 
But   God  hath  showed  his  voice,  and  the  | 
earth  shall  ]  melt  a-  |  way. 

7.  The  Lord  of  |  hosts  is  I  with  us ; 

The  God  of  |  Jacob  |  is  our  |  refuge, 

8.  O  come  hither,  and  behold  the  |  works,  .of  the 

I  Lord, 
What  destruction  he  hath  |  brought  up-  |  on 
the  I  earth. 

9.  He  maketh  wars  to  cease  in  |  all  the  I  world ; 

He  breaketh  the  bow,  and  knappeth  the  spear 
in  sunder,  and  burneth  the  |  chariots  |  in 
the  j  fire. 

10.  Be  still  then,  and  know  that  1  I  am  |  God. 

I  will  be  exalted  among  the  heathen,  and  I  will 
be  ex-  i  alted  |  in  the  |  earth. 

11.  The  Lord  of  |  hosts  is  |  with  us;  (gloria 


The  God  of  |  Jacob  j  is  our  I  refuf^c.c  patri. 


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34 


SELECTIONS. 


Levavi  oculos  mcos.     Psalm  cxxi. 

1.  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills, 

From  whence  |  cometh  my  |  help. 

2.  My  help  cometh  even  from  the  Lord, 

Who  hath  made  |  heaven  and  |  earth. 

3.  He  will  not  suffer  thy  foot  to  be  moved ; 

He  that  keepeth  thee  |  will  not  |  sleep. 

4.  Behold,  he  that  keepeth  Israel 

Shall  neither  I  slumber  nor  |  sleep. 

5.  The  Lord  himself  is  thy  keeper ; 

The  Lord  is  thy  defence  upon  |  thy  right  I 
hand  j 

6.  So  that  the  sun  shall  not  burn  thee  by  day, 

Neither  the  j  moon  by  [  night. 

7.  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  all  evil  ; 

Yea,  it  is  even  he  that  shall  J  keep  thy  |  soul. 

8.  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out,  and  thy 

coming  in, 
From  this  time  forth  forever-  |  more.    A-  | 
men. 

49.    Peculiar. 


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1.  The  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  all  that  |  therein 
I  is; 
The  compass  of  the  world,  and  |  tlicy  that  J 
dwell  there-  I  in. 


SELECTIONS. 


85 


2.  For  he  hath  founded  it  up-  |  on  the  |  seas, 

And  prepar-ed  |  it  up-  |  on  the  |  floods. 

3.  Who  shall  ascend  into  the  |  hill.,  of  the  |  Lord? 

Or   who   shall    rise    up   in  |  his  —  |  holy  | 
place  ? 

4.  Even  he  that  hath  clean  hands,  and  a  |  pure  — 

I  heart ; 
And  that  hath  not  lifted  up  his  mind  unto 
vanity,  nor  |  sworn . .  to  de-  1  ceive    his  | 
neighbor. 

5.  He  shall  receive  the  blessing  |  from  the  |  LoRr ; 

And    righteousness    from    the  1  God    of  |  his 
sal-  I  vation. 

6.  This  is  the  generation  of  I  them  that  |  seek  him  ; 

Even  of  them  that  1  seek  thy  |  face,0  |  Jacob. 

7.  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates ;  and  be  ye  lift 

up,  ye  ever-  1  lasting  |  doors  ; 
And  the  King  of  1  glory  |  shall  come  1  in. 

8.  Who  is  the  |  King  of  |  glory  ? 

It  is  the  Lord  strong  and  mighty,  even  the  | 
Lord  —  |  mighty,  .in  ]  battle. 

9.  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates ;   and  be  ye  lift 

up,  ye  ever-  j  lasting  |  doors, 
And  the  King  of  I  glory  |  shall  come  |  in. 

10.  Who  is  the  |  King  of  |  glory  ? 

Even  the  Lord  of  hosts,  |  he . .  is  the  |  King 
of  1  glory. 

GLORIA    PATRI. 

50. 


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36 


SELECTIONS. 


Dominus  regit  me.     Psalm  xxiii, 

1.  The  Lord  |  is  my  |  Shepherd  ; 

Therefore  j  can  I  |  lack —  |  nothing. 

2.  He  shall  feed  me  in  a  |  green  —  |  pasture, 

And  lead  me  forth  be-  |  side  the  |  waters . .  of 
1  comfort. 

3.  He  shall  con-  I  vert  my  |  soul, 

And  bring  me  forth  in  the  paths  of  righteous- 
ness j  for  his  I  Name's  —  |  sake. 

4.  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 

shadow  of  death,  I  will  |  fear  no  |  evil ; 
For  thou   art  with   me  ;    thy   rod  and  thy  | 
staff —  I  comfort  |  me. 

5.  Thou  shalt  prepare   a  table  before  me  against 

I  them  that  |  trouble  me  ; 
Thou  hast  anointed  my  head  with  oil,  and  my 
I  cup  shall  I  be  —  |  full. 

6.  But  thy  loving-kindness  and  mercy  shall  follow 

me  all  the  |  days  of. .  my  |  life ; 
And   I   will   dwell   in  the  |  house., of  the  ( 
Lord  for  |  ever. 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  I  Sox, 

And  I  TO  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost  ; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  I 

ever    shall   I   BE. 

World  |  without  |  end.     A-  |  men. 

51.  rURCELL. 


SELECTIONS. 


87 


De  Prqfundis.     Psalm  cxxx. 

1.  Out  of  the  deep  have  I  called  unto  1  thee,  O  | 

Lord  ; 
Lord,  I  hear  —  1  my  —  1  voice. 

2.  O  let  my  cars  con-  |  sider  j  well 

The  I  voice  of  1  my  com-  ]  plaint. 

3.  If  thou,  Lord,  wilt  be  extreme  to  mark  what  is 

I  done  a-  |  miss, 

0  1  Lord,  who  |  may  a-  |  bide  it  ? 

4.  For  there  is  |  mercy,  .with  ]  thee  ; 

Therefore  shalt  |  thou  be  |  fear-  —  1  ed. 

5.  I  look  for  the  Lord  ;  my  soul  doth  1  wait  for  | 

him  ; 
In  his  1  word  is  |  my  —  j  trust. 

6.  My  soul  fleeth  unto  the  Lord  before  the  1  morn- 

ing I  watch ; 

1  say,  be-  |  fore  the  I  morning  |  watch. 

7.  O  Israel,  |  trust,  .in  the  |  Lord; 

For  with  the  Lobd  there  is  mercy,  and  with 
I  him  is  I  plenteous . .  re-  |  demption. 

8.  And  he  shall  re-  1  deem  —  |  Israel. 

From  I  all  —  1  his  —  1  sins. 


gloria  patri. 


52. 


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1.11 


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38 


No.  1. 


GLOEIA. 

Afttr  namins  the  Gospel. 


^  h        I 


litzat 


-fz^      :: 


J-.  J  ^  J-   -^ 


y^^=r 


£ 


-  ly     be     to      thee, 


Lord. 


:st=st 


2z: 


^^Tf-^-rt-T 


No.  3. 


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3s: 


isz 


^^ 


-J.  :^^J. 


No,  4. 
Glo- 


ry 


be 


EEV.   "W.    II.    HAVER  GAL. 

to     thee,  0     Lord. 


m 


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Z2: 


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r-^ 


Glo  - 


I     I     '     i   ri>  r 

ry  bo       to      thee,    to    thee,   O  Lord 


e 


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Glo 


17 


bo      to     thee,  0     Lord. 


1.      THE  OLD  HUNDREDTH.    L.  M 


Glad  homage  pay  with  awful  mirth.And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise. 


them    chall  ev    -    er  dwell;    To      a  -    ges     yet      un-    - 


1-  I    c  fr — L 


UiJ: 


-    -born,    mv      tongue  Tbv   ney-er-fail    -    ing  mer-cies   tell. 


40     3.         IOSCO,  or  PRAGUE.    L.  M. 


JOHN   HUSS,  1400. 


I  '  '        i         '        I  I        I         I 


I  I        I         I 

For  tbec,  O  God,  our  constant  praise,  In  Sion  waits,  thy  chosen  seat 

J     JJ.J.^.J.     ,         I         J     J    J     J^    J      I     J 


II    '    '  '  I  r  rrr 

Our  promised  altars  there  we'll  raise,  And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 
J.  J.  J.  J:^.^  A  J.    J-^J-  J     I      ,     ,       1 

1 1 .-_ _-. ,. . .->E — *»- 


*zat 


SE 


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w=^ 


^^^^ 


FEDERAL  STREET.    I.  M, 


^i^^^rf^ 

1 

1 

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H    K 

OLIVER. 

1        1    r 

He's  blest,  whose  sins 

A  J.  A  ^ 

have 

4^ 

par- 

don 

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— tS'— 

gain'd, 

1 

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more 

1 

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-p2- 


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judg  -  ment    to         np   •   pear  ;    Whoso  guilt  re  -  mis  -   sion 


M 


has       ob    -    tained,  And  whose  re  -  pent  -  ance   is      siu 

^J  rj  -     I  -^  -^  ^  ^.j  J- 


P»i 


5. 


ANGELS'  SONG. 


L.  M*  41 

ORLANDO    GIBBONS,  1023. 

I. 


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e? 


For  thee,  O  God  our  constant  praise,  In     Siou  waits,  lliy  chosen  scat 
F— 1 ~, ^-^-1 »-(<» fl 1 -^^-|»^R-t— 


a 


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:^: 


1     r 


4-4- 


zstz^z 


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Our  promised  altars  there  we'll  raise.  And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete 

A  -^AJ.  Jill      !    I  J   I  I  I  1     I 


r       .      . 

*  One  of  the  most  popular  old  English  tunes. 

6.  WARD.    L.  M.* 

4- 


PPPi 


^T^T^^i^^T 


r 


Great  God,  to      thee  my     even-ing     song     With  hum-ble 


J.J^ 


A  A  .A-    J 


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grat  -    i    -    tude     I  raise ;      0,      let     thy      mer  -  cy 


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wppf 


4-4- 


^r^:^— ^a=:=^ 


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tune 


my    tongue.  And  fill     my     heart    with  liye  -  ly    praise. 


A<^ 


±4: 


^JJ. 


f=^ 


■^=^ 


»  From  a  Scotch  tune,  hy  L.  Mason,  1830. 


ALFRETON.    L.  M. 


I      I      I      I      r    I       II 

Viih  reigns,  let     all      tho     earth     In      his     juit 


— n 1 — I   ^ J 1 — I 1 ^- 

I     r^i    .  i^T" 


^     I     r    f^'     .      .     .      . 

gov  -    eru    -    ment  re    -  joice ;    Let      all     the     lands,  with 


^"^  hi  I  ^      -1 1 f^—  ■  -h— =  _!—-=}——  --* -I— 


1^ 


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I     I     i^r    I    I     1     '     I     I     r    I. 

sa  -  cred   mirth.     In     his     ap  -  plause  u   -    nito  their  voice. 


UXBRIDGE.    L.  M.       l.  masox,  isso. 


0  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing.  Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King  ; 


.-i^^j.j.i,.j^4 


•li   -    gious      hours    a 


^fW^^f^^^ 


lone  :    From  flesh  and    sense    I 


J-  J.    -J  J     -     J    J    J    J  ^ 


r-r-r^r-f 


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■would  be       free,    And  hold  com-mu  -  nion,    Lord,  wiih    thee. 


w 


J-  -J-  ^  J  J  J  J 


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*  From  "  The  Hallelujdh^'^  by  permission. 


nEBRON.    L.  M. 


L.  MASOW,  1830. 


l  I  I      I    I  '  1    I 

My  soul  inspired  with  sacred  love,  God's  holy  name  for  ev-er  bless  ; 


5ES 


f=F 


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R^ 


I  i  1  '   '  1  1    I   I  I  I  r  i  Ti 

Of  all  his  favors  mindful  prove,  And  still  thy  grateful  thanks  express, 


^i^i^^^ 


44     11.  ROCKINGHAM.    L.  M. 

u-J— J- 


No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock,  Mj'  Arm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

'      I       I  I       I      I       I       I       I      I       I 


.       I   r  I     rr 

thoughts  r       rove,      Tor  -  get  -  fiil    of       my    high  -  est      lov» 


ri     J    J    JJJ,-d_^._^ 


•  Arranged  from  the  Gregorian  Tone  I,  end  first  published' as  a  metrical 
tur.o,  by  L.  Masok,  1S25. 


WINDHAM.    L.  M.  45 

DANIEL  HEAt>,  ISOO. 


^^^^^m 


God  of  my  life,  O  Lord  most  high,  To  thcc  by  day  and  night  I  cry  ; 


Z^=^ 


^m^^mt^m 


Vouchsafe  my  mournful  voice  to  hear.  To  my  distress  incline  thme  ear. 

'       ■       '        '       ■      1 


14. 


BECKER.    L.  M. 


FROM   HAYDN,  1809. 


Sal  -  va  -  tiou    doth      to       God      be  -  long,      His  power  and 


t— t— r 


1 1 —  I       f*    r — f    .^     I 

grace  shall      be         our      song ;    From  him       a    -    lono^      all 

A    A    A    .t^.    A      ,       ,      I     J 


ORFORD.    L.  M. 


Great  God,  to        dice  my    cvcn-ing  song    AVith  humble 


8^ 


S^*:;^ 


I      I 

grat -  i    -    tude   I 


Till 
raise:      0         let        thy         racr  -    cy 


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1 — h 


II     I    I     I   i     ^  ^ 

tune    my      tougue,  And     Cll    my     heart  with  live  ■  ly  praise. 

1 \ L, U-l M 1 Li j L, 1 M U. 


ULM.    L.  M 


I    I  *r  I  *r  I   I  ^    *i    I   I 

O  thou  that  hear'st  ^hen  sinners  cry.Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 


rr^i^TrrTrr  <  i  r  r  ,  , 

Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, But  blot  t]^eir  memory  from  thy  boolc. 


^^^^ 


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f±i=r±f 


5^: 


17.         EVENING  HYMN.    L.  M.  47 

I       I        ,      FROM   TALLIS. 


ffPfspff^fPp 


Glory  to  thee,  ray  God,  this  night.  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 

I       I       I       I        I       I       1        I        I       I     _l       I      !       I       I  ! 


Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings,  Under  thine  own  almighty  wings. 


i^^^^i^^^ 


18. 


NAZARETH.    L.  M. 

SAMUEL   WEBBE,  1600. 


My      soul,  in  -  spired  with  sa  -  cred    love,      God's  ho  -  ly 
-* — 1—49 sJ — I — J aJ — I — J — n — ra — r"*' *'- 


,,,,^_j-  .  ^    J  ^    J      I    J  ■     !   I, 


F=r 


P^^^^^i^^ff 


Name  for     er-  er      bless;      Of     all     his     fa  -  vors    mind-ful 


ia^ 


I — ^ — ^-"1 — t 


,^ 


prove,    And    still  thy    grate- fal    thanks  ex -press.    [Interlude.] 


ShP 


1 ^ 


^ 


^^ 


BAVA.    L.  M. 


GENEVAN  PSALTER,  1562. 


'  r  r  r  rrf  rYfTTrrfv 

My  rock  and  health  will  strength  supply.To  bear  the  shock  of  all  my  foes. 


20. 


1\DREWS.    I.  M.    Double. 


^S^^P^ 


His  heart   re  -  vives,  if       o'er        the   plaina   He    sees      his 


II         I         I         -f^-    -^       -fr    j=r 

As,  when  tho    wear  -  ry     travel  -  or     gains    The  height  of 


D.  C.  The  sight  his     fad  -  ing  strength  re  -  news,  And  wings  his 


|l^^^^ 


d^ 


A^ 


JIj^ 


M^ 


19^^— T-^^ r^-^- 

i^ 

.1^      _I  -   ■ 

some   com  -  maiul  -  ing      hill,   ) 
home,  tho'      dis    -    tant     still;  J  2.  So, 
speed   to        reach     the     prize. 

when  tho 

r    ," 

Chris  -  tian 

i^"  i    ; — p — r-  -i — X  \-T- 

"1  ' 

\\ — V-- 

\^\\    I    J  .  .1    I      r  I     r  r 


pil   -  gn'ra  views  13y   faith  his      man  -  Kion     in        the    skies, 


u^^^^^l 


I    I    I    I     I    I    I    I 

Triumphant  Sioiil  lift  thy  head  From  dust,  and  darknes8,and  the  dead: 


j.JJJ,^.    JJJ  JJJ-J-. 


Tho'  humbled  long,awake  at  length,  And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's 

[strength. 


22. 


UNION.    I.  M.    Double, 


P 


i 


^^ 


g 


2:± 


5  Je  -  sus  shall  reijn  where'er      the       sun      Does     his 
I  His   kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to        shore.  Till    moons 
i?.  C.  His  name,  like  sweet  per  -  fume,  shall    rise      With     ev  - 


snc- 

shall 

cry 


^^^^^^ 


^^ 


I 


s=i 


r       V  r  1°  >■ 


:S=: 


=F=Fg 


EE 


cessive  jour    -    -    -    neys        run ;  / 

•wax  and  wane    .    .      no         more.  >  2.  For  him  shall    end 

morning  sa    -    -    -    -  cri    -    fice. 


less 


JM^    A.  J. 


^ 


m 


f-rfT^ 


4-1- 


J=S 


^=^ 


liSat 


?r^ — ^^ 


1    r  r  r  r  rTTr 

prayer  be      made,  And  prais-es        throng  to        crown  his 

I        I         !        I        I        I        I        I     ^        J 


^gg^^g^ 


EE^ 


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£ead  ; 


50     23.  ORIEL.    L.  M.    Double. 

JVot  too  slow. 

A r-«=- 


I  I  I  I  I         I 

I  The    spa  -  cious    fir  -   ma  -  ment  on     high,  With  all  tho 

[And  spangled  heavens,  a     shin-iug  frame,  Their  great  O- 

pub  -  lish  -  es       to       ev  -  ery      laud  The  work  of 


blue    e  -   the  -   real  sky,    ) 

ri   -   gi  -  nal      pro-claim.  52.  Th'unwearied  sun,  From  day  to 

an      AI  -  might-y      hand. 

J         I  I  I         I         I      V 


day,    Does   his     Cre 


g^rt 


^^ 


^    J 


tor's    power    dis  -   play,      And 


J-J-^ 


^ 


T^f" 


mm 


DRESDEN.    L.  M.    Double. 


I      i    I  i    I  I    I  I    I 

,  5  My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be      A         stranper  to  myself  and  tliee  :  t 
\  Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove.  Forgetful  of  my  highest  love.  J 
D.  C.  Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below,  And  all  my  purest  joy  forego  t 


III     I  I     r     II      i 

2.  Whyshonld  my  passions  mixwith  earth.  And  thus  debase  my  hcavcnlybirtbf 


25.  ST.  ANN'S.    C.  M.* 

-k-J-4  .     I  „     ,  .    I 


51 


I  I  I  '  T  r  r  r  III  I  r  r^^ 

0    God,  my  lieart  is  ful-ly     bent     To    magui  -  fy  thy  name  ;  My 


r^rfn-"Trf 


tongue  with  cheerfnl  songs  of  praise  Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 


1 ■ I     ■'     '     ■! 

*  One  of  the  most  admired  old  English  tunes. 


HOWARD.    C.  M. 


MRS.  CUTHBERT. 


^ffP 


With    my  -whole  heart,  my    God      and    King,    Thy  praise    I 

J- J-  ^  J-,.J_J^,  I      I    fJ^ 


^— ^ 


will        pro  -  claim  ;  Be  -    fore     .tlie     might- y         I  will 


w 


I      -<    us  L  rr  k^^r 

sing,  And    bless        thy      ho    -     ly 


1 — r 


-r-^y^rt 


^=]^^=Jii 


^^-7-1^ 


=^ 


-r-^ 


62    27. 


TALLIS.    C.  M.* 


■p"  I  I    f"i    I  1    r     I    '  I    I  I    r    -pr 

To    celebrate  thy  praise,  O  Iiord,  I  will  my  heart  prepare  ;  To 

.J   I.  i-J-J-JL.!..  J.^-^-.J-.J  -i     I 


-r^f-  Ti   I  I   I     p- 1  I     I 

all  the  listening  world  thy  works,  Thy  wondrous  works  declare. 

....  I 


*  "  This  simple,  but  noble  tune  was  composed  by  our  preat  Cathedralist, 
'Thomas  Talys,' about  the  year  1562,  to  the  second  ordination  hymn." — 

liev.  W.  JI.  Uaverrjal. 


28. 


DEDnAM.    C.  M. 

\ — ^- 


WM.  GAIlDINEn.' 


^^^^ 


^^ 


the  way,   to       theo       a    -    lone      From  sin      and 

A  A  A  ^,    A  A. 


^ 


a^Er^E 


?cipi 


=F=^ 


:t=^ 


-H-s-l 


i^i 


r 

death  wo 


flee ;      And  he      who    would  the    Fa  ,  ther     secTc, 


Must  seek    Lim,      Lord,  by  thee.  iittord. 


*  Author  of  the  "  Jf«*tc  of  Nature.^' 


29. 


DUNDEE.    C.  M.=* 


53 


The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord,  Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide  ;  The 

I  11' 

J     I.    i     l.«^  c^ 


shepherd, by  whose  constant  care  My  wants  are  (vU  supplied. 

J  J.J     l.J-l^l-^.Jj.'lJ^lJj.^.^-^-.l 


*  Called  also  French.    From  the 


30. 


NAOMI.    C.  M. 


i  Psalter,"  1615. 


LOWELL   MASON. 


^^^3^ 


Fa   -    ther,  what-e'er         of            earth  -  ly        bliss         Thy 
-J i^- — -g--— -is>-        a?      — r-fg — — c> 0 — n — J — r 


m 


sov'  -  reiffn  will     de    -    nie?,         Ac  -  cept  -  ed        at         thy 

-^-    -^  -J-     J     -<,:?-         J        N      N      I      J 

* — . ^ — 0 sf 0 0 ai- 


--r^-r 


-y> ^ 


1 1- 


I  '  ■  I  ^ 

*  From  "  Carmina  Sacra. 


WINDSOR.    C.  M. 


54     31. 


III  'I  ri 


(i^  f=> 


I'i    ''i;rrr'i 

O  Lord,  the  Saviour  and  defence  Of  us  tliy  chosen  race,  From  age  to 


*  From  the  "  Scotch  Psalter,"  1C15. 

32.         ORTONVILIE.    C.  M. 


^^^: 


-1 1- 


TIIOS.  HASTINGS. 


I        I      I 


^ 


Re-g.ird    my  words,  O  gracious  Lord,  Ac  -  ccpt  my   se  -  cret 

J       J        I         II         I        I 


rr^T^ffy'f^ 


O,  happy  is  the  man  who  hears  Religion's  warning  voice,  And  who  ce- 

Mil       I    J    I 


^^ 


r  ■    '  ■   I     VTT^  r-rf 

lestial  wisdom  makes  His  ear-ly,   on-ly     choice. 


*  From  "  The  Mallelujah,"  by  permission. 

34.  -WAPtWICK.    C.  M. 

4: 


^fp 


S^S 


Yo    hum  -  hie      Bouls,  ap  -  proach  your  God  With  songs  of 


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T-i  ivr  r  r  r 


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sa    -     cred     praise :  For 


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is        good,  sa  -   preme-ly 

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good,     And    kind    are        all      his     ways, 


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oQ     35. 


DENPIELD.    C.  M.* 


I*    r    r    r  "  ^     I      ' — r    P    p 

calm    and     heaven-ly       frame;     A       light     to       shine     up- 


II  I         <        .         ,  ,  .        .  . 

on    the    road      That  leads  me    to       the         Lamb. 


1-    r 

*  From  "  The  IlaUdiijah,"  by  permission. 


36. 


NOTTINGHAM.    C.  M. 

JEREMIAH   CLARKE. 

4u    !.  I    !    I  J.^ 


r  '   '   '   I   I   I   I     I   '[*■ ,   .  . 

Let  all  the  lands,  with  Bhouls  of  joy,  To  God  their  voices  raise  ;  Sing 


rJnJ— J_J     J       I     J  I     J       I       I      I 


psalms  in  honor  of  his  name,  And  spread  his  glorious  praise. 


37.  WAYIAND.    C.  M. 


57 


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i    I    I    I      I    I    i    i       I    I   i    '  ^    .  r    I 

Awake,  my  soul,  6tietch  every  nerve,  And  press  with  vigor    ou  ; 
III  I      ,      I         O  , 


I.   1    J—!- 


^^^ 


I    I    I 


I    I    1 


"I    i 


A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal,  And  an  im  -  mor  -    tal    crown 


ill      ad  • 


ill      ad  -  vice    to      -walk,     Nor  stands  in     sin  -  ner's  ways,  nor 

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sits     'Where  mea         pro  -  fane  -  ly        talk. 

AAA.    >j^V^.5    ,_jj,_^- 


58     39. 


w 


ELIM.    C.  M.    Double. 

C-A- 


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-I— n 


i^^i^^^^^p=^ 


r~T 


J   t  Through  all      the      chang-ing     scenes        of        life,  In 

*•  I  Tho       prais  -  es         of        my      God  shall   still  My 

my        ex    -    am  -   plo       com^  -    fort     take,        Aud 


r  r  V 


trou  -    ble      and        in         joy,  > 
heart    and     tongue  em  -    ploy,  i  2.  Of      his      do  -   liv»  -  ranco 
charm  their  griefs    to        rest. 
/7\ 


I     '    I    I    I    I    r    I    I    i    i    I    I     I 

To    God,  our  never-failing  strength,  With  loud  applauses  sing  ; 


pe^ 


And    jointly  make  a   cheerful  noise  To  Ja-cob's  nw-ful      King. 

J-  J- J  J  ,1  J.-J^J.J.J.AAS1    I  ■ 


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41. 


MEAR.    C.  M. 


[^^ 


59 

1    1,    !-,.     1,-4-4 


m^ 


O,  'twas  a  joyful  sound  to  hear  Our  tribes  devoutly  say,  Up,  Israel 


^^ 


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I    I    I    I    r  I    I      M 

to    the  temple  baste.  And  keep  your  festal    day  I 


J-Ji"^-^-y-  J-pJ 


m-<^-t> ,  **  J-, , 


S3 


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42. 


DOWNS.    C.  M. 


L    MASON      1832 


^ 


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IIow     oft, 


r   I    r   I 

las !         this    -wretch-ed      heart         Has 


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=^=F 


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-«' — ^ — :;^ 


wandered  from  the  Lord  :    How  oft  my  rov-ing  thoughts  depart,. 


fe:=t 


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9=33; 


1— r 


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For    -    get  -   ful        of  his  word. 


^zzzr^czzfcirp: 


60     43. 


ARLINGTON.    C.  M. 


U  I     1 


When  I   cart  rend  my    li  -  He  clear  To  mausions  m  the  skies,      I'll 

'   ^  '    ■      h  I  J.  J.  ij_J 


bill  farewsUto    every  fear,  And  wipe  my  weeping    eyas. 


fe-r'r'P 


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£ 


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ST.  MARTIN'S.     C.  M. 


W.  TANSUR    1735 


-    -   in  this    earth  -  ly    frame,  Thn 

^ .  J     n  I    I     1 


Through  all    the     world      how 


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great  .    .    art    thou  I     How  glo  •    - 


^I^I 


thy    namo  I 


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PHUYAH.    C.  M.  61 

MELCHOIR   VULPIUS  * 


m 


As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams,  When  heated  in  the  chase  ,  So 


^ 


r^>iT-ptr^h-H:p±pf 


mm 


f^f^tW^^^P 


longs  my  soul,0  God.  for  thee,  And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

jJJJTTj   J  JJJj  ,  ijjg 


-b>5 — n  P| ,  I M  1 ,  ! — u-j — ! ,  n  7^ ,  I  „  !^ 


Let  all    the    ser-vants  of      the     Lord    His 

A  AA-AA  J  J  JXJ 


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his 


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thy 

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praise 


pro  -  claim,  Hi" 

A  A   r 


wor  -  thy    praise  pro  -  claim. 
J      J.      ^,^J.    J_ 


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62     47. 


MARLOW.    C.  M. 

i-j    I  ..    I- 


III  I       -<»-   Pi      I  -<£*- 


I  I  I        I         I 


Blest  is  the  man,  whose  softening  heart  Feels  all  auother's  pain  ;  To 
J   J- J--^       I       I    J       I  I     J  J-  J   -J 


^^^^^ 


•whom  the  snppli-cat-ing  eye         Is    nev-er  raised  in  vain. 

^■^'        -114- 


JJJ. 


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I     I     I 


"H^T^'^TT' 


WARREN.    C.  M. 


3K 


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psp 


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r — r 

God     and    Lord ;       For      he,      who      on  -   ]y 

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ho  -    ]y 

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A    -    lone    should  be 


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dored. 


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49.         FALMOUTH.    CM.    Double. 


63 


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-W^  \      t 


t  II  I  r  r  I   II  r  I 


<  There  is      a   land  of  pure  delight,  Where  saints  immortal  reign  ;  > 

"^•l     E  -  ter  -  nal  day  excludes  the  night.  And  pleasures  banish  pnin.  S 

like    a    nar -row  sea,  divides  This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

r-fl — fr\ — pFf^~r^h — ^1      rtjzi^^ 


2.  There,  ev-er-lasting  spring  abides,Andnever-fadingflowers;Death, 


50. 


BALERMA.    C.  M. 


^^' 

■'  c?  — 

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-^E 

F--^ 

s-^ 

To 

our 

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Re  - 

deem  -  er's 

glo  -  rious 

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name         A  - 

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^^=H 

-^H-i — 1- 

I  I  I      -    I 

-    wake    the       sa    -      cred    song:      O,      may    his     love    (im- 


64        51. 


CLAYTON.    C.  M. 


How    long  \Tilt   thou   for  -  get     me,  Lord  ?      Must      I      for  - 


d 


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m 


j-j-^ 


iil^ip 


mourn?      IIow   long  -wilt   thou  v 


ev  -  er    mourn?      IIow   long  -wilt   thou  withdraw   from    me, 
J         1  I         1  I      J- 


1^ 


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52.        KEW  YORK  TUNE.    C.  M.* 


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s^Se 


O'er  mountain-taps  the  mount  of  God    In  latter  days  shall  rise,   A- 


^^^^^^k 


rT"rrT^^r"T^f=rFT 


hove  the  summits  of  the  hills,  And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 


^^^^^^m 


•  From  "  The  Hallelujah,"  by  permission. 


53. 


WARE.    C,  M, 


^^^ 


Haik  I  from  the  tomos  a  mournful  sound  •  Mine  cars  attend    the     cry  ; 


Ye  Iivmg  men,  come,  view  the  groundWhere  you  must  shortljt  lie, 
'    J-   J  .    I  J      J     J        1 


54. 


STEPHENS.    C.  M. 


^- 


REV.  WM.  JONES. 

It 


The    Lord,  tho       on  -  ly     God,    is      great,  And    great  -  ly 


mount    His      sa  -  cred  throne  is        raised.  Ritard 


66       55,      BRATTLE  STREET.    CM.    Double. 

(^  FROM    PLEYEL. 


1.  While  thee    I  seek,  pro  -  fecting  Power,  J3e  my  vain  wish-  es 


■f=^ 


=PS^S^ 


Blilled  ;  And    may  this  con  -  se  -  erat  -  ed    hour     "Wilh 


P«^ 


=P^ 


^^TFTf^ 


^ct-  ter    hopes  be     filled,        2.  Thy    love     the  power    of 


mcr  -  cy   o'er    my  life  has  (lowed.That  mercy      I       a    dore. 


^g^^^i^ 


ST.  MICHAEL.    S.  M.* 


67 


^^^^^mm 


To  bless  thy  chosen  race,    In  mercy,  Lord,  incline  ,  And  cause  Iho 

AJAAA_^-_-^  III,, 


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J=J=J: 


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brightness  of  thy  face      On  all  thy  saints  to  shine. 


=P^F 


f^F^f 


ff- 


fett 


♦  From  "  Day's  Fsalter,"  15S8.    Harmony  by  Rev.  W.  H.  Haveugal. 

57  OLMUTZ.    S.  M.* 


ly    king-dom.  Lord,    The  honse  of       thine    a- 

J  ,J    J-^_J    ^     J  U  -^  J-    JJ 

I —       r-^       y     r  II  >=S — r— s=OE_ 


-     bode,        The     Church  our     blest      Ke    -    deem  -  er        saved 


m 


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"Wiih        his      own     pre    -    cious      blood. 
I 


rtr^ 


L d    -i_J__J. 


■  From  Gregorian  Tone  VIII,,  by  Lowell  MASo.'f. 


68      58. 


ST.  BRIDES.    S.  M. 


.  HOWARD.* 


Do    -    fend     mc,    Lord,  from    shame,    For       slill       I 


^^ 


^^ 


trust     ia     thee ;        As       just      and     right  -  cous    is        thy 

J     J    J     A   ^   1    1    }    } 


pi^^ 


p^Bz^^tt 


T r 


Name,    From  dan-ger      set    mo       free. 


«  London.    Died,  1783. 

BOYLSTON.    S.  M. 


L.  MASOX.     1832, 


I        The  day  is  past  and  gone.The  evening  shades  appear  :  O  may  we  all  re- 


J.JJJJ. 


f^^p^i^^^^ppP 


-  ninmber  well    The  nip;ht  of  dcalh  dniws  near. 


J._Vj^^  -J  J-  -^-    J   .-<^..i.-^J    W, 


60. 


BADEA.    S.  M. 


69 


GERMAN  TUNE. 


1^?^ — ^n 

F^^ 

— 1 — i- 

—4-1 

1=^ 

^^^3^ 

0 

1 

bless      ihe 

^f  'r 

Lord,     my 

J    ^ 

1 

soul, 

1 
nis 

J. 

1        1 

grace    to 

^       J- 

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=r— ^- 

-f         /m 

hH 

— - — 

->-- ^-' 

Lj 1 

'l            i 

(^ 

H^— ^-^ 

JEbJ^=hJ=^ 


SeS 


f= 


h^— r: 


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HE 


I     I       I      I     I     1*"  '      I     I     I 

thee  pro  -  claim ;  And      all     that      is     with  -  in      me,      join 
-J-     J  I  I  1         I         J         I         J      -I        -J- 


III  II 

To       bless    his         ho  -    Iv  Name. 

J.     J.     A     A     -^J    J  JJ-  ^4:^-^0    J, 


LABAN.    S.  M. 


61. 


L.  MASON.      1830. 


Sol  -  diers  of  Christ,  a-rise,     And  put  your  ar-mor  on,        Strong 


iifTr  r  '  ^T^'  r 

in  the  strength  which  God  supplies  Thro'  his  eternal  Son. 


I     IJ        I       I 


-J-^J^W^.^^ 


70      62. 


WHITE.    S.  M. 


O,  where  shall  rest  be  found,  Rest  for  the  -sveary    soul ;  'Twt-re  vnin  (ho 


II  II 


mm 


'[—i — r 


1* I 

f-» — :=t 


frrr^^^f^w 


ocean's  depths  to  sound,  Or  pierce  to  ei  -  ther  pole. 


mi 


i 


^^=npi^t^^^^ 


63. 


CLYDE.    S.  M. 


^=^ 


m 


^i 


A    charge  to    keep    I        have,         A        God     to     glo  -  ri  • 

J    J  J-  J     I     J      ^     J     I 


w 


1-J- 


m^^^mm^m 


f y ;         A 


r=r 


T 


J. 


nev  -  er  -  dy  -  iug  soul     to        save,        And 

^  J    J     ,        I      J- 


1 — 1 — '-r 


64. 


NORTON.    S.  M. 


71 


4-, -J- 


Have  mercy,  Lord,  on  me,      As  thou  wert  ev  -  er  kind  ;  Let  me,  op  - 


press'd  with  loads  of  guilt.Thy  wonted  mercy    find. 


65.        SEVER  STREET.    S.  M. 


m 


^3i^3d: 


:\=P 


q=q=: 


'^m 


--F 


XlS^ 


I    r  r  r  r  I     '    '    '    r    r 

Welcome,  sweet  day  of    rest,  That  saw  the  Lord     a- 


1 


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dMM 


I         I 


jQ-i5. 


t — ^t — ^ 


1 — f- 


aaEs: 


r 


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£0  ■    '     1 

-   rise ;    Wei  -  come  to      this    re   -   viv    -     ing       breast. 


ic^ 


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1 ^i 


:?2==?:^ 


^ 


1 ^ 


l^ii^^i 


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And  these    re    -    joic  -  ing    eyes. 


^^S 


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ST.  THOMAS.    S.  I 


A.  WILLIAMS. 


r^  r  T'  r 


I     '     '     '     I      I      I      o  -^  'I 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet   Who  staud  ou      Si  -  on's  hill  •  Who 

\A^^^     ,  AAA  AAA     \ 


bring  sal  -  va  -  tion  on  their  tongues,  And  words  of   peace  re  -  veal. 

AA^AAj, 


Je  -  sus,  my  strength,  my  hope,    On    thee    I     cast  my    care 

___ 3, — ^ ^ — 


^iE,^i^ 


I=^^:?E 


!       !      1 


Fine. 


:^ 


With  humble  confidence  look  up.  And  know  thou  hear'st  my  praver;  Give 
-mighty  to   ere -ate,   Al- mighty  to    re -new. 


me   on  thee  to  wait,  Till     I    can  all  things  do  ;     On  thee,  Al  - 


HEREFORD.    S.  M.  73 

L.  MASON.    1840. 


li'rom    lowest  depths  of    tvoe      To    God  I  sent  my    cry ;    L^d, 


Co.mcye  that  love  the    Lord,    And    let   your  joys  be 


J 


J   J  ^    A 


known ;  Join      in       a       song  with  sweet  ac    -    cord, 


T~r~     .    . 

And      thus  sur  -  round  the    throne. 


*  From  the  London  "  Congregational  Church  Music. 


74     70. 


CLmiON.    U.  1  * 


5  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny,The  budding  fig-tree  droop  anil  die 
i'  ^  Yet  Willi  trust  me  in  my  God,  Yea,  bend  rejoicing   to  his  rod. 


^       1st  time. 2rf  tune. 


I 

No     oil    the     ol  -  ive  yield 
[Omit ] 

I       J      J-   J     J    -J 


2:2=^ 


And   by    his    grace  be  healed. 


^ 


t— 1 r  I       . 

»  Melody  by  II.  Isaac.    1490, 


T~r 


ARIEL.    11.  1. 


With  joy  shall  I      be-  hold  the  day  That  calls  my  -willing  soul  a- 


^^^^^^^m 


To  dw^  ainong  the  blest ; 


way  To  dwey  airiongthe  blest ;  For  lo  !  my  great  Redeemer's  power  Un- 

1  I   r  fti 


•^trmrff^ 


folds  the  everlasting  door,  And  points  me  to  his  rest,  And  points  me  to  his  rest 


^* 


I     I    r  r  I    I      I     I    I    I 

And  praise  th' Almighty's  Name  :  Let  heav'n  and  earth.and  seas  and  skies 


In     one    me  -  lo-  dious  concert  rise,     To  swell  th'inspiring  theme. 


FLETCHER.    II.  I 


God    is    our  refuge  in  distress^ 

A  present  help  when  dangers  press,  I  In  him,  undaunted,  we'll  confide- 


P^ 


Tho'  earth  were  from  her  center  tost,  And  ", 

mountains  ia  the  ocean  lost,  Torn  5  piece-meal  by  the  roaring  tide. 


76       74. 


NASHVILLE.    IL  2.* 


iSfe 


Ye  saiuts  and  servants  of  the  Lord,  The  triumphs  of  his  Name  record; 


m^i^^pdpm^^^ 


His  sacred  Name  for-ever  bless  :  "Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 

I    I   \    \AJ.J.A 


fT¥^A''f¥¥Vt^p^ 


m 


His  rising  beams  or  setting  rays,  Due  praise  to  his  great  Name  address. 


r^^rf^r 


pi 


From  an  old  church  melody,  by  L.  Mason.   1832. 


SUSSEX 


I    II    I  ri  fj  r  I 

I  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare.  And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care, 
'  His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply.  And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eve, 

iJ-  jJ  jJ-J-    I  OJ  -I 


Hm^p^^F^mr^ 


My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend.  And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 


I    I  I 


AJ^- 


W^ 


=F^H — I — -P- 


=f^F 


Note. — For  other  tunes  of  this  meter,  see  ludcx. 


SANTEE.    11.  4* 

I  si  time. 


77 


,     \si  time.  Mtime.,    ,     ,      , 


I   I  I  I  I  I    I   II  1 1 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy,  Exalt  your  Maker's  fiiiiie  ; 

His  praise  your  song  employ  (Omii ]  Above  the  starry  frame: 


J    iJ-JJ 


Your  voices  raise,  Ye  Cherubim     And  Seraphim,  To  sing  his  praise. 


w 


yd^^ddd^M 


m. 


-T— — r-^i — "I   ■ '   I   I  r M  T 

From  "  The  ffaUelvja7i,"  by  permission. 


LENOX.    II.  4 


FROM  EDSON.    1798. 


I         I  I        '       '       '         I  I 

To  God,  the  mighty  Lord,  Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ;  To  him  due  praise  af- 

;.^^ 


.i<^X 


ford.  As  good  as  he  is  great.  For  God  does  prove  Our  constant  friend  ;  His 


_!__]_l 


1-4^— J- 


^=i=^= 


f^  I     I     I     I     1^ I 


•^r-j»- 


I    '    I    I    r  r  r  I    I    I    I    I    '      i      i 

boundless  love  Shall  never  end,  His  boundless  love  Shall  never  end. 


^fcf 


-JM. 


t:=t 


M>    e>    d    oL 


tE^^i^gS 


¥ 


1 


78     78. 


OHIAN.    II.  4. 


I        I        'II 

We    give  im-raoruil  piaisc  To     God  the  Father's 
For   ail    our  comforts  hL-rc,  And  all   our  hopes  a  ■ 


love, 
hove: 


g52-   "T h^— gn 


:p 


.p_^ 


:p: 


,,111       I       I       I       pi 

sent  his  own  E  -  ter  -  nal  Son    To    die  for   sins  That 


manl 


done. 

I 


£^ 


e: 


79. 


AVAIDO.    II.  5. 


-Vi? — -ii — __ —   — _  i^g? — iS?-'-fij — 0 — 0 — a>^£s — u— — ; — — — m- 


As    pants  the  wearied  hart  for  cool-ing  springs.That  sinksex- 
l         I       I        I  I       '        I       I       I  III 


'-^1-* 1— r-^.  1  II  n- 

51 2 s> <S — L» ^ ^       !■    '  ^ — "^ 


I       I 


thec.great  King  of  kings,  So  thirsts  to  reach  thy  sacred  dwellingplacc. 

,-ij    J  J     J     J         1         I 

S->-a 


80.  MISSIONARY  HYMN. 


11,6, 


Hi 


atrsr 

-ai — I*- 
I 


:ii 


1.  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains,  From  India's  coral  strand, 

2.  What  though  the  spicy  breezes  Ulovv  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  Isle  ; 

3.  Shallwe,  whose  souls  are  lighted  With  wisdom  from  on  high  • 

4.  Waft— waft,  ye  winds,  his  story  ;  And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 


i 


m0^^ 


,      f-?'^F?-r-fT'F'¥ 

Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains  Roll  down  their  golden  sand ;  From 
Tho'  every  prospect  pleases,  And  only  man  is  vile  ? — In 
Shall  we  to  raon  benighted  The  lamp  of  life  deny  ?— Sal- 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory.  It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole  :  Till 


f 


feitrl 


gr^ijE 


r-r-r-rr 


pp^pp 


many  an  ancient  river.  From  many  a  palmy  plain,  They 
vain,with  lavish  kindness. The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ;  The 
-  vation'  oh,  salvation  I  The  joyful  sound  proclaim,  Till 
o'er  our  ransom'd  nature, The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain.   Re  - 

__.^l_J_*L«Ll_^J_._eLJ_i^'_^' 


'—^- 


^ 


gSsei^S 


£i±^ 


call  us   to    deliver  Their  land  from  error's  chain, 
heathen,  in  his  blindness, Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone, 
each  remotC'^t  nation  Has  learnt  Messiah's  Niime 
deemer,  King,  Creator,  In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


,^S3E^ 


i^ 


J  J 


80 


81. 


MONMOUTH.  II.  7.^ 


^Ivs 


i^iSii^^iipi^i 


5  Great  God,  what  do    I      see   and  hear  1      The  end    of  things  crc- 
^  The  Judge   of  man    I      see    ap-pear,       Ou  clouds  of   glo  -  ry 


m. 


^^ 


■^-\-^ 


y^^-^ 


Tf 


^~w 


at     -     ed : 


seat  -    ed.    J  The  trumpet 


,  the  graves  restore  The  dead  which 


^~T^' 


I     I    r   I    I       r   '     '    i     '    iJC'T 

they  contained   bo  -  fore  ;     Pre  -  pare,  my  soul,    to    meet       him. 
J         I        I         .         1  J      W. 


I 

n 


fiiri. 


^^^iii 


*  This  celebrated  tune  is  here  restored  to  its  original  melodic  form,  as 
composed  by  Luther.  It  is  taken  from  the  complete  edition  of  his  hymns 
and  tunes,  as  published  by  C.  v.  M''interfkld,  Leipzig,  18i9. 


82. 


NUREMBERG.    lU.  1.* 


^^mf^^^m 


Haik  1  the  herald     angels    sing.      Glory     to    the  new-born  King  ; 


— I    I    ^^ 


^^d- 


f^F 


Xz-\ 


'         '  lid  ;    Ooc  "    " 

I  I 


Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy   mild;    Ood  and  sinners      re  -  conciled. 

!    I    I    1     I  J.     I      \  A.  .^  M.A  J^. 


?^ 


Pr-f^ 


From  a  German  luue. 


83. 


GERMAIN.    II.  8. 


81 


Y  -f  \    \   -j»-  -p»-  -^  -p-  I     I    i    I    I    I   f 

Sing     to  the  Lord  <i  new-made  song  ;  Let  earth  in  one  assembled 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  and  bless  his  Name,  From  day  to  day  his  praise  pro- 


fe^P^ 


--S-- 


41* 


:^=: 


throng,  Her    com  -  raon     Pa  -  tron's  praise  re  -  sound ;   ) 
claim,  Who    us       has     -with     sal  -   Ta  -    tion  crowned;  J  To 


^^^^^^ 


i 


rx=. — w — r 


+z=t 


I    I    i    i    I    I    '     ^1     I    II    LI    r  I 


heathen  lands  his  fame  rehearse.  His  wonders  to  the  u  -  ni  -verse. 


I    r  r  r     r  I  I  '    I  I  r     1  I  t 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day  Fadesupon  my  sight  away;  Free  from  care.from 


wm^^^^^ 


82      85. 


lATROBE.    III.  1. 


GERMAN  TUNE. 


A — i 


.    r   I    I    r    IT  I    r   I    I    f^ 

Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ;  Now  the  naornirg  light  is  come  ; 


ff&^f^rM?^^ 


^ 


fe^#^^-#N^^ 


I    '    '    I     I     I     r      I    I    t    I     I    r  I 

Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to  -  day  ;  Drive  the  shades  of  sin  a  -  way. 

I     J 


.J^AA^^AJ. 


86. 


LYONS.    IV.  1. 


FROM  HAYDN. 


g3EJEdEgE^^^[t 


f  r r  r  I-  f-T-rr^Tr rr 

O  praise  ye  the  Lord,  Prepare  yonr  glad  voice,  His  praise  in  the 


^#i#^ii^#fe 


I      I 
ereat  As  -  sem-bly   to     sing :    In    their  great  Cre  -  a  -  tor     Let 

III         I       I      J  I        I         I       J     J      J         I 


J  I        I         I       J     J      J         I. 


■4-r-J— LJ- 


heir  Ki 


I      I      I      I      I      I      '      U'     I      I      I 
Is-rnel   re -joice  ;  And  children  of  Si  -  on  Be  glad  in  their  King. 


87. 


LENT.    III.  1.    Double. 


83 


:^^- S=S=  5,^:^—^310 


l^m^ 


q=P 


^l=t- 


^■=1= 


r  r  r  r  r  I  r  I  I  I  I    >  r  i 

Saviour,  Tvlieu  in  dust,  to  thee.  Low  we  bow  th'adoiing  knee. 
When,  lepeutaut,  to  ihc  skies  Scarce  we  lift  our  stie.imiLg  eyes; 


I       I 


i 


i4^=J=J: 


^=S=S 


stsfeli 


mm 


T  r  r    I    I    I    I     I    I    I    r    I    I 

O,    by    all  thy  pains  and  woe,  Suffered  once  for  man  below. 


Bendingfromthy  throne  on  high,  Hear  our  solemn   lit-    a  -  ny. 


35=1=:: 


SS 


-J^-J- 


p^ 


S^f-f-lf 


J_^J_^J.^-J_^,^^  I 


F*=rr*=±F=p 


S 


88. 


i 


DAWTON.    IV.  2. 


H^  jK^- 


^^ 


Inspirer  and  hearer"6f  prayer, Thou  shepherd  and  guardian  of  thine, 

J    J     !  J  ^^  J.  J. .J.J  J     1-*^J  J 


,     I   I   I    r  I   I    r     I    I   I   I    r  I   I    . 

My    all   to   thy  covenant    care,        I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 

I    I A 


ll^l^^^^^^^ 


--f^ 


PLEYEL.    III.  1, 


Children    of     the  heavenly  King,  As  -we  jouiney,    let    us   sing  ; 

A  A  J..  J:  :-^  ji- A     J.J.A.J'^^.^ 


^^^^Ipsife^^^ 


:^=:^ 


=^-!t 


p^i^P^ 


Sing  the  Saviour's  worthy  praise, Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways.        Bit. 


S 


AAA-J'^^J^JjlA 


90. 


WESTBROOK.    lY.  I 


:J^ 


Be    jo; 


fTT"rr   r 


-ful    in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth,  O  serve  him  with 


'r-a-r-tt 


t=?t 


r^r 


-r^ 


J-^-l 


U-J- 


^^^^ 


^ 


I     T     i 


I       I       I       I 


^ 


glad-ness  and  fear  ;      Ex  -  ult    in    him  presence  with  music  and 

J_fil      '1         1      I      I      I    J    J     !     J    J    J 


J     I      III 


s± 


■^-hi±J^E^ 


r 


mirth,  With  love  and  dcvo-tion  draw  near. 


^r^- 


I     I 


LJ-J-J-J^^j^UM 


^ 


ii 


1=& 


f==p=^ 


m 


91. 


.    III.  1.   Double.  85 

SPANISH    TUNE. 


u  J    I    r  r  T"  '   I   '   '   I   '   I 

J    (  Siug,my  soul,His  wondrous  love,Who,fiom  yon  bright  throne  above 

•  i  Kv  -  er  waichlul  o'er  our  race,  Still  to  man  extends  his  eiacc' 

What  are  we  that  he  should  show  So  much  love  to  us  be  -low.' 

J.   J"  J      J      J     J      J         I       I       I     J     J       I      J  " 


l-J-:^^_J_ 


w*  I     I'll     I     u  I    I    I    I    r 

2.  Heaven  and  earth  by  him  were  made,  All  is^  by   his  scepter  swayed 

I         II         I        J.       ^J         I         I 


92. 


AKLON.    IV.  4. 

A-^ — , U 


I   I*- 1    i   I   I    I   I  •  i    f  \\rT 


'  f  I    i   ' I 

I  would  uot  live  al-way  :        I  ask  not  to  stay  Where  storm  after 


I    I .  II    I    r  I       I    i    I    I    I    r  r 

storm  n  -  ses  dark  o'er  the   way  ;     The  few  lu  -  cid  mornings  that 


U  J.^J   ' 


I     \    w  \     II     i     I     I     p 


''II 

dawn  on  us  here,  Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  its  cheer. 


■^m 


I  I 


86     93.     PORTUGUESE  HYMN.    IV.  4. 


m^ 


,x^-^^ 


^i^i^da^ 


I        I 


I        I 


:^ 


How  liriu    a      foua  -  da  -  lion,  ye     saints    of     the    Lord, 


UJ-J-J-.J-J 


^ 


:?s: 


t=P 


?^- 


3 


^-^ 


r^" 


_   1    r  I     I    I    I   T  u  I 

Is       laid      for    your   faith     in     his      ex  -  eel  -  lent  word ; 


S§ 


J-^L^. 


^^-J    ' 


=f 


»•  r  -i— 


^ 


^ 


-1 S^ 


f 


I* 


^E^-^T^T^JE^: 


II     III     III 


What  more  can    he     say    than  to     yon       he    hath    said. 


IE 


I         1 


I        I        I 


A_l 


w~~^^ 


^=^ 


I     i   n 


I  You    who     ua  -  to      Je  -  sus    for      re    -    fuge  have   fled, 


J         111 


m 


^^ 


_p^_] — ^__, — s — ^_^ — u— ^. 


^  'sj.  ^   I   I    111    r'z  T 

You    who      un  -  to       Je  -    sus    for     re  -    fuge  have  fled. 


I     1 


t 


^^ 


22= 


i^    I 


94. 


GRAHAM,    m.  2. 


87 


Ui 


ig^^ 


I— )- 


p3 


4=f 


Let  n 


Rock  of  A  -  ges,  cleft  for  me,       Let  me  hide  my-self  in    lliee  ; 
D.  C.  Be   of  sin  the  double  cure,  Save  from  wiath,  and  make  me  pure, 

!     I     I  ^   J      ' 


^m 


s 


^^E-^ 


:^-  ^- 


t=^ 


--^:^=?^ 


-^- 


1 1- 


I      I      I       I       I      I  I      I      I      I      I       , 

Let  the  wa  -  ter  and  the  blood.  From  thy  side,  a  healing    flood. 


^m4 


J- J  J 


liOLTON.    IV.  ,5 


5  When  thro' the  torn   sail  the   wild    tem-pest    is       stream-ing, 
<  When  o'er  the  dark  wave  the    red    light-uing  is       gleam- iug, ; 


m4^ 


^j  j_j_^„i_jj5 


-i — r-h* 


I — r 


^m^^^^^m 


w^ 


Nor    hope  lends  a       ray    the  poor  sea  -  man    to       cher  -    ish, 


I  ^^       ^       P- 


^^ 


I^^ 


^i^^^^pa^ 


We     fly     to      our   Maker  :*' Save,  Lord,  or  we     per    -   ish. 


thro'  this     bar  -  ren  land  ;    I         am    weak,  but   tbou    ait 


^ 


W^^^f^- 


g 


SArH— t 


1 — r^^i^~r~^r~i     r  r^^^^ 


mighty,  Hold  me    with  thy  powerful  hand 


Eiiard. 


dj^4JX^£^^^i^^^,i 


97.       GKEENVIllE.    III.  I    Bouble. 


J.  J.  ROUSSEAU.  1" 


fm^FWF 


5  Lord,  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee  For  the  bliss  1  by  love  bestows;  ( 

(  For  the  pard'ning  grace  that  saves  me.  And  the  peace  that  from  it  Hows:  j 

D.  C.  TUou  must  light  the  flame,or  never  Can  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise. 


^^mi 


^i^S 


4—4- 


rr 


f^st 


r~\-r 


i    I     r    r    r    r    r    I     i    i     i    i    i    i     i 

Help,  O  God,  my  weak  endeavor  ;  This  dull  soul  to  rapture  rai.«c 

lllllj         IF*1I'''J 
'       -      l> J_»'-„ 1 ^\^      ml  r^— <r— s^ - 


98. 


WMOT.    III.  1.'^' 


89 


God,  my  King,  thy  might  confessing,  Ev-er    will   I  bless  thy  Name; 


±±t*=^i — T-r  11 — 1-1-''='== 1  ^  '    P 


Day  by  day  thy  throne  addressing,  Still  will  I  thy  praise  proclaim. 

I        I 


^ 


i 


99. 


*  From  C.  M.  von  "Webek. 


AMSTERDAM. 


i^     T  r  r  I'll     I    I    I   I 


I    I 

Eise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  winirSjThy  bet  -  tcr  portion      trace  ; 
Rise,  from  transitory  things, Towards  hciivcn,  thy  destined  place.' 


=5=?=H 


^ 


I    I    I     I      I 

-&-   -e-   -&-   -a-      -0- 


i-J- 


m. 


^EE^ 


E^E^Ed^EE^ 


Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay,  Time  shall  soon  this  earih  remove  ; 
4_lJr  -i  -^t  -J  -JMJ-  J-    -^    -i  J.    J-    J- 


„r  r-  r    i    I     I I 

Eise,  my    soul,  and  haste  a  -  way     To  seats  prepared    a  -  bove. 

I      I       I       I         I      i      i°3    I 


-,_ 1 , . ^ 

*  The  small  notes  here  are  for  llymn  185,  "  Since  I've  known  a  Saviour's 
Name." 


90     100. 


WELD.    III.  I 


.^ 1 1 — ^  -4 ^ 


Dread  Jelio-vah,  God  of    nations,  P'rom  Ihy  temple  in    the  skies, 


rt 1 j_ 


I  V 


I 


"t^-r 


•L_V- 


-r—^ 


-1—4- 


j— 1— j- 


-^—ai--^    ^    ^— ^--J 


■  for  their  deliverance  rise 


fT^I      I       I      I      I      I     >    , 

Hear  thy  people's  suppli-ca-tions,  Now  for  their  deliverance  rise. 


t— ^1 — r 


101. 


QUEBEC. 


I 


s   »-^  — 


>-4-4h^ 


FT 


rTi  I 


The  God  of  Abraham  praise,  Who  reigns  enlhroned  above;  Ancient  of  ever- 

11,11       I      I      I     I     I     ,       I     J    J-aL-^:*^ 


I     f"  r  r  r  rr^  i^.. 

last-ing  days,  And  God  of  love  ;     Je  -  ho-vah  Great  I  AM,    By 


)3=»    I*     -  :PTg- 


-g- 


sip=E^i 


f 


1 — ^r 

4-a 


^=^ 


iy  I     i 


^HE 


I        I  T     I  Till  '     I     I     I      ,       ,       , 

earth  and  heaven  confessed ;  I    bow  and  bless  thj  sacred  Name,  For  ever 

[  bless' d. 

I     I     I    ■  I      I      ^'    J    1    I    I      Mil      I 


102. 


LUDLOW.    Ill 


Saviour,  source  of  every  blessiug,  Tune  my  heart  to  grateful  lays  ; 


^^M^k^^^m 


.  I    I  J    I    I    '    I    I    I    I    I    I     I    r   I 

Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing.  Call  for  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 


J-J-J.J  J  J. 


^ 


^^m 


103. 


LONGWORTH. 


m^^ 


rr  Y 


telling,  The  Son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth  !   The 

celling.  He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon  earth.  B.C. 

'-      J      J      J      J        I       I       I      J        I       ,        II 


92       104. 


SELMA.    III.  3.   Double.^^ 


n 


:J*  I     I     Uj  ^    I    r     I  ^^ 

ioiir,    who     thy     fiock     art       feed  -  ing,      With  the 

the       fee   -    ble       gen  -  tly        lead  -  ing,     While  the 

wo     kuow,   thy     word     be    -    liev  -  ing,        On  -  ]y 

I 


i 


iE^=, 


I 

^•^  All 

There, 

I 


-^m 


^ 


^=H^#E^=^gE3-t  E^=^ 

|d= 

1— r 

1              shep  -  herd's    kind  -  est         care,    > 

lambs     thy         bo    -    som      share ;  J  2.  Now,   rte^'e 

lit  - 

tlo 

there,      se    -     cure     from     harm. 

^,.r^_4f^-  f5=pJ=^^ 

4^ 

-i=c 

g^^^^^p=^z£pll-n=c 

P^ 

1       : 

^^S^p^gi^^ 


o?ies    re    -    ceiv-ing,    Fold  them     in     thv    gnt  -  cious   arm: 

^        A  A  A    A 


^y^^^ 


1^=::^^ 


*  From  "  The  Hallelujah,"  by  permission. 

105.  HAMDEN.    III.  4 


L.  MASON.    1843. 


O    refresh    us,  Traveling  thro' this  wilderness 


life 


iil^^^ 


mm 


^ 


GRESIIAM.    IILl. 


I    I    I  fT~r  r  "T^f  r   r  r  I    -- 

Tothytem-ple   I     re -pair;    Lord,  I  love  to  worship  there 


—^  .-^„    .     ,^    i-""  I    ^""^1  i   i"ve  lu  worsnip  there, 


_,.!     I     I      I      I      i     '  I     |-    I  _ 

While  thy  glorious  praise  is   sung.  Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue. 


107. 


ST.NICOLAT.    IILl. 


GERMAN   TUNE. 


i  ^     A\^    ^^^^^    '"  ^"Sht  ar  -  ray?       This     in  -  nu  -  mer  - 
n   /   w""   J^'®       »'-  tar,  night  and   day.         Tun  •  ing  their    tri 
J).  C.   Wis  -  dom,  rich  -  es,      to      ob  -  tain  ;       New    do  -  min  -  ion 


_-         — ,        ,„        „„.  i„jj,  ^         i^cw      uo  -  luin  -  ion 


-    -  a   -    ble  throng, ' 

•    umph-ant    song;  5        Wor-thy      is       the   Lamb  once  slain, 
ev  -  ery    hour.  ' 


^^^m 


j_j_i_j_^_j 


T^^^ 


Blessing,  hen -or,   glo-Ty,  power,  \lnterlwde.)'* 


1^^^ 


*  Interlude  to  commence  on  the  last  note  of  the  tunc. 


INDEX  OF  CMTICLES  m  SELECTIONS. 


PACE 

O  come,  let  us  sing 6-8 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ...  10 

We  praise  thee,  O  God 12 

O,  all  ye  works  of  the  Lord  14 

O  be  joyful  m  the  Lord 16 

Blessed  be  the  Lord  God. . ,  18 

O  sing  unto  the  Lord 20 

It  IS  a  good  thing  to  give. . .  22 

God  be  merciful  unto  us 24 

Praise  the  Lord,  O  my  soul.  26 

Christ,  our  passover 28 


TtOM 

Praise  ye  the  Lord 28 

O  praise  the  Lord 29 

Lord,  let  me  know  mine  end  30 

0  Lord  our  Governor 32 

God  IS  our  hope  and  strength  33 

1  will  lift  up  mine  eyes 34 

The  earth  is  the  Lord's 34 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd. . .  36 

Out  of  the  deep  have  1 37 

Glory  be  to  thee,  O  Lord. ...  38 


ALPHABETIC  INDEX  OF  TUNES. 

Thejigurcs  refer  to  the  Number  of  the  tune. 


Aklon 

.  92 

Duke  Street — 

2 

Iosco 

3 

Alfreton 

7 

Dundee 

29 

Amsterdam. . . 

.   99 
.   20 

Elim 

39 

Laban 

61 

Andrews 

Latrobe 

85 

Angel's  Song.. 
Ariel 

5 

q 

71 

Evan 

33 

Lent    

87 

Arlington 

,  43 

Evening  Hymn, 

17 

Longworth , 

Ludlow 

103 
102 

.   60 

.   50 

Falmouth 

Federal  Street.. 

49 
4 

40 

Balerma 

Lyons  

86 

Bava 

.   19 

Fenwood 

21 

Becker 

.   14 
.   59 

Fletcher 

73 

Mario w    . 

47 

Boylston 

Mear 

41 

Brattle  Street. 

.   55 

Ganges 

70 

Missionary  Hymn. 

80 

Brighton 

.  69 

Germain 

83 

Monmouth 

81 

Graham 

94 

Morning 

91 

Clayton  

.   51 

Greenville 

97 

Clinton 

.   70 
.  63 

Gresham 

106 

Naomi 

30 

Clyde    

Nashville 

74 

Hamburg 

12 

Nazareth 

18 

Dane 

.   67 

Hamden 

105 

New  York  Tune. 

52 

Dawson 

,   88 

Hebron 

10 

Nottingham 

30 

Dedham 

.   28 
.    35 

Hereford 

Helton 

68 
95 

61 

Denfteld 

Norwich 

81 

Devizes 

.   40 

Howard 

20 

Nuremberg 

82 

Downs 

.   42 

Dresden 

.   24 

Inman 

78 

Old  Hundredth... 

1 

ALPHABETICAL    INDEX. 


95 


Olmutz 57 

Oiforcl 15 

Oriel 23 

Ortonville 32 

Peterboro' 38 

Phuvah 45 

Pleyel 89 

Portuguese  Hymn  93 

Quebec 101 

Rockingham 11 

St.  Ann's 25 

St.  Bride's 58 


St.  Martin's 44 

St.  Michael's 56 

St.  Nicolai 107 

St.  Thomas' 66 

Santee 76 

Selma 104 

Sicily 96 

Silver  Street 65 

Stephens 54 

Sussex 75 

Tallis  .■ 27 

The  Old  Hundredth  1 


Ulra 


16 


Union 22 

Uxbndge...  8 

Waldo 79 

Ward 6 

Ware  53 

Warren 48 

Warwick ...  34 

Wayland...  7 

Weld 100 

Westbrook..  90 

Wilmot 98 

Wmdham...  13 

Windsor....  31 

White 62 


METRICAL  INDEX  OF  TUNES. 


L.  M.  NO. 

Alfreton 7 

Andrews  {Double) 20 

Angel's  Song 5 

Bava 19 

Becker 14 

Dresden  {Double) 24 

Duke  Street 2 

Ernan 9 

Evening  Hymn 17 

Federal  Street 4 

Fenwood 21 

Hamburg..., 12 

Hebron 10 

Iosco 3 

JNazareth 18 

Old  Hundredth 1 

Orford 15 

One\  {Double) 23 

Rockingham 11 

The  Old  Hundredth 1 

rim 16 

\jmon  {Double) 22 

Uxbndge 8 

Ward G 

Windham 13 

CM. 

Arlington 43 

Balerma 50 


Brattle  Street  {Double) 55 

Clayton 51 

Dedham 28 

Denfleld .-. 35 

Devizes 46 

Downs 42 

Dundee 29 

Ehm  {Double) 39 

Evan 33 

Falmouth  {Double) 49 

Howard 26 

Lutzen 40 

Marlow 47 

Mear 41 

Maomi 30 

New  York  Tune 52 

Nottingham 36 

Ortonville 32 

Peterboro' 38 

Phuvah 45 

St.  Ann's 25 

St.  Martin's 44 

Stephens  54 

Tallis ^ 27 

Ware 53 

Warren 48 

Warwick 34 

Wayland 37 

Windsor 31 


96 


METRICAL    INDEX. 


S.    M.  MO. 

BaJea 60 

Uoylston 59 

Brighton  69 

Clyde 63 

Dane  {Double) 67 

Hereford 68 

Laban 61 

Norton 64 

Olmutz 57 

St.  Bride's 58 

St  Michael's 56 

St.  Thomas' 66 

Silver  Street 65 

White 62 

n.1. 

Ariel 71 

Clinton 70 

Ganges 72 

II.  2. 

Fletcher 73 

Nashville 74 

n.  3. 

Su.ssex 75 

iThe  following  tunes  may 
be  2ised  for  t/iis  meter  hy 
repeating  the  Jirst  two 
lines. "l 

Alfreton 7 

Angel's  Song 5 

Becker 14 

Hebron 10 

Iosco 3 

Nazareth 18 

Rockingham 11 

Ulm 16 

n.  4. 

Inmati 78 

Lenox 77 

Santee 76 

n.  5. 

Waldo 79 

n.  6. 

Missionary  Hymn 80 

n.  7. 

Monmouth 81 

n.  8. 

Germain 83 


m.  1.  »<>. 

Latrobe 85 

Lent  {Donble) 87 

Graham  (A)0Mi/e) 94 

( By  repeating  the  first  two  lines  ] 

Gresham 106 

Morning  (Double) 91 

Norwich 84 

Nuremberg 82 

Plevel 89 

St.  Nicolai  (£)ouWe) 107 

{The  tunes,  Class  III.  3.,  may 
easily  be  adapted  to  this  meter.] 

m.  2. 

Graham 94 

Nuremberg 82 

iBy  repeating  thejirst  two  lines.] 
Latrobe 65 

[By  repeating  the  last  two  lines.'] 

in.  3. 

Greenville  (Double) 97 

Ludlow 102 

Selma  (Double) 104 

Sicily 96 

Weld 100 

Wilmot 98 

in.  4. 

Hamden 105 

IV.  1. 
Lyons 86 

IV.  2. 

Dawton ' 88 

IV.  3. 

Westbrook 90 

IV.  4. 

Aklon 92 

Portuguese  Hymn 93 

IV.  5. 

Holton 95 

Amsterdam  (Hymn  381)  ... .     99 

Quebec  (/////nn  152) 101 

Longworth(//y/n?i  46) 103 


TUNES     FOR 
SUPPLEMENTARY    HYMNS. 


108.  NEWTON.    II.  I. 

LOWELL    MASON.      1830. 

^T, — h^ — 5w— I N — f^i — f=>-i — I 1 — %T — 1 f5»— K- 


Safe  -  Ty  thro'  an  -  oth-er    week  God  has  brought  us  on  our  way  ; 


Let    us     now  a 


blessing   seek,  Wait-ing  in  his  courts  to  -  day- 


Day 


rrjrrT~fTTZT-rr 

of     all    the  week  the  best,  Em-blem  of     e  -  ter  -  nal    rest ; 


« 


fe=±=Ja=a==i=:S: 


Day  of     all    the  week  the  best,    Emblem  of        e  -  ter-  nal  rest. 


98      109. 


ABAIA.    8s  &  9s  * 


The  cold  wind  strips  the  yellow  leaf  ;  The  stars  are  twinkling  faintly  o'er  us 

I     IJ    M         ^ 


J    J  jJJJ.J     |J   JJJJ 


^y^fT'^ 


^^ 


^^^^. 


All  nature  wear's  her  garb  of  grief,  While  day's  fair  book  is  closed  1 

^   JJ J    I    J  J      I     I    J    1    I    I   ^       ! 


110. 


See  also  Hymn  426. 

OLIVET.    6s  &  4s. 


..  MASON.     1632. 


^^  #  .  ,  L.    MASON.       lOi'Z 


My    faith  looks  np    to    thee,    Thou  Lamb  of   Cal  -  va  •  ry, 

J  J    J.IJ    J   J  J    J.  JJ 


,  -t  ..  -J   -I  -I    J-  ^  ^  ,  '^   -I  -I  .-'■  -I  '^  . 


f^^^ 


I 

Sa  -  viour  di  -  vine  :   Now  hear  me  while  I    pray ;  Take  all  my 


Aj^ 


^^ 


F^-p-p4r-crir^ 


AMIDA.    8s  k  i 


[y    God   and     Fa  -  ther  I  while  I        stray 
Far  from  my     home  in      life's  rough  way,  J  Oh 


d_JA 


teach  me  from  my  heart  to   say,  "  Thy  will      be    done  I" 


112. 


FOISOM.    lis  & 


SViU  HH^h 


FROM   MOZART. 


Bright-est    and    best     of     the       eons    of     the    morn  •  ing, 

J.      s    ^ 


^^nm^^wHr^ 


Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  ns  thine  aid  :  Star  of  the  East  the  ho- 


^^^ 


ri  -  zon  a  -  dorninff,  Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 
m—^ ^^^ n*- 


100     113.       CADRA.    lis,  10s  &  4s. 


I     I    I 


For-sake  me  not,  my  Godt  my   heart  is    Binking,  Bowed  down  with 

I        1         I 


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J    J  J 


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faithless  fears  and  bodings  vain  ;    Bu-sied  with  dark  im  -  a    -    gin- 


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ings,  and  drinking  Th'an-ti  -    ci  •  pat  -  ed  cnp  of  grief  and  pain  : 


But,  Lord,  I     lean  on  thee  ;  thy  Bta£F  and  rod  Shall  guide  my  lot : 


I     will    not  fear  if  thou,  my  God,  my  God,  For-sake  me     not. 


114.        CASWELL.    7s,  7  lines. 


101 


I   I    I    I  I     I   I    I    I      r  r 

Lord  of  all  power  and  mightl  Grant  me  that  inward  sight,  Which 


fleeting  shade,Ne'er  for  one  moment  stay'd,"Willsoon  hare  crossed  the  scene. 

■'  -'   J   J    J    J   -^      I     J>-^  J 


^^^^ 


115. 


CORA.    7s  &  6s. 


In  the  hour  of  my  dis-tress,     Whentempta-tionsme  op-press, 


And  when  I    my  sins  con  -  fess,       Sweet  Spirit,  com-fort   me  ! 

AlAAA  ,     , 


102    116.        t'EANSUN.    7s  &  6s. 


^^^^^^ep 


5  Happy    an-gels  1  still  ye  dwell  In  yon  ■world  of       glo  -    ry  ; ; 
I  And  in    joy-ous  an-ihem  swell  Love's  redeeming       etc   -   ry.  < 
I         I       I         I  I 


^^^^m 


I    I    I    I     I     II     \   \   \   f   -^ 

Now    scornful  -  ly    sur  -  round-ed.  With  thorns  thine  only    crown 


EUTON.    Concluded. 


10.'? 


I       III'      '      '    '      'III      I 

O         sacred  Head!  what    g!o  -  jy,  What  bliss  ere  now  was  thine! 

J-     .1      !     J     J       J     J-^     :^     1      ' 


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But      tho'  despised  and     go  -  ry,    I        joy  to    call  thee    mine. 


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118.  ELLIS.    10,  7s  &  9. 

4-., . ^- 


Sa- viour  and  God  ?    Oh,     he    died  on  Gal-va  -  ry       To      a-    • 

J       J      J  ,11111  .1 


tone  for  you  and  me,     And  to    pur-chase  our  par-don  with  blood. 
I       I       I       I        I  1       i      T^l      1       I  I       I 


104     119. 


EDEN.    8s  &  4. 


O     my  Redeemer  1  can  I  sleep,    With  heart  at  ease, with  spirits 


light,     When  thou  for  me  such  watch  did  keep,      On  that  sad  night. 

^   ■■    I.J  J,J  J.J-J.J   „,J  J  J 


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120. 


DMA.    7s,  10  lines. 


^ 


III    I     II     "rriii 

Bound  upon  th'accurs-ed  tree,  Faint  and  bleeding,  who  is     Hel 
By  the  eyes  so  pale  and  dim,  Streaming  blood, and  writhing  limb; 

JJJ  J-JJ.^   J  J.J  J- 4 


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;  By  the  flesh  with  scourges  torn,    Ky  the  crown  of  twisted  thorn,) 
'  By  the  side    so  deeply  pierced,   By  the  bathed,  burn-ing  thiist,i 

JJJ.JJJ^    I    I    ,JJ.'    - 


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II  i      I     I      I     i       f^ 

By  the  drooping, death-dew' d  brow,Son  of  mani  *tisThoul  'tisThouI 

^  J  J.,.   J  JJ  J  J  J 


121. 


WARNER.    L.  M. 


105 


^^^^=n 

^^^^m 

A  -    wake,  my      soul,   to 

joy   -  ful          lays.  And 

J    J.     J.  J 

^__ . 

M?!  i    i-4- — F — M- — [- — 

^r—'  1^-^- 

claims  a       song  from      me—  His      lev  -  ing  -    kindness, 
-ts*-      -ys--     -<sJ-        -«*-     -.s'-       -<s>-     -G>-       -eS'    -<&- 


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oh,    how    free  !  His      lov  -   mg  -  kmd-ness,   lov  -  ing- 


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kindness.  His  lov  -  ing  -  kind  -  ness,    oh,       how    free 


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106     122.      RICHLAND.    7s  &  4s. 


FR.   WELLS. 


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Grateful  praise  to    thee  we  bring,    God  our  Sa    -   vionr 


-U     I       I       I   : 


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Utire; 


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1 ^ 1 w-i^ — -•     f 

I--         I      -I        I  ,  I  I         1         I 

and  our  King  ;    While  our     fee  -  ble    songs  we  raise, 


W^^^'^'pT^i  j'l'  'i^ 


^^ 


Hear  us    from    thy       dwelling-place  ;  Thou  art  worthy, 


W- 


Thou  art  worthy,God  of  glory,God  of  grace  I  Thou  art  worthy 


H=^ 


't     worthy,  God  of     glo  -  ry,      G( 

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*  Thes«  four  measnrea  (duet  passage)  ma/  be  omitted,  if  preferred. 


123.        MATTHEWS.    8s  &  6. 


107 


(    /    1    I   *  r  I        '       III        I    I    I    I 

Just  as  I  am— without  one  plea,  But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 

A.  VJ..J.^J.JUJ 


^^^^^^ 


And  that  thou  bld'st  me  come  to  theei  O    Lamb  of  Ood,  I       come  I 


124.  ROSS.    §s  &  lis.* 


'    r  I  I   I    i 

All    ye  that  pass  by,    To    J«-sub  draw  nigh,    To  you  is    it 


rrr  rr',  , 

nothing  that  Jesus  should  die  t    Our    ran-  gom  and    peace,  Our 


I       I       I       I 

surety    be    is  ;     Come  see  if  there  ev  •  er  was  sorrow  like  his. 


I     I 


•  From  Tht  HoMujah,"  by  pcnnission 


108     125.       WARD  WELL.    8s  &  6. 


I     III     I     III     I     III     I     III 

O  holy  Saviour!  Friend  unseen!  Since  on  thy  arm  thou  bidstme  lean, 

I    1      I    ^  _^_    I       I      )!      I    ^'    ^1  J      I 


I      I      I      I      I      I      I      I  M-    I      II 
Help  me,  throughout  life's  yarying  scene,  By  faith  to  cling  to  thee. 


126.        FARLAND.    6s  &  4s. 


Plead  thou — oh,  plead  my  cause  ;  Each  self-ezctis-ing  plea     My 
,     J      J     J.     J.    J.    ^VJ-J   J.    J. 


pkm^^^^^ 


.       .     I     I     I      I       I 

trembling  soul  withdraws,  And  flies  to  thee  ;When  justice  rears  her  throne;  Ah ! 

J-JJ-J  j^-J- J   J     J    iJ-J   '  J 


who,  savetheealone.  May  stand, O  spotless  One?  Plead  thou  my  cause! 


127.    SCOTLAND.    §s,  7s  &  6s,  or 


109 


fi     1     ;^ 

The    voice  of  free  grace  cries,  Es-cape  to  the    mountain,  For 


SE 


^E^ 


rrrrrrrrrri    ^. 

sin     and    un  -    cleanness,  for    ev  -    ery     trans  -  gression,    His 
lu  -  jah      to       the  Lamb,  who  has  brought  us  a  pardon,    We'll 


rfrr  r  r  r  r '  r 


blood  flow  most  freely    in  streams  of  sal- va- tion,  His  blood  flows  most 
praisehima-  gain  when  we  pass  o  -  ver  Jordan,  We'll  praise  him  a- 


freely  in  streams  of  salvation, 
gain  when  we  pass  over  Jordan 


•  From  Dr.  Johit  Clabki  WBiTxriCLO. 


110      128.      WHITWELL.    8s  &  4. 


63 


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I      I     I     I 

Per-chance  my  hours  are  numbered  now,  And  life's  re   mainicg 

J  ^  ^  J  J  ^  ji  J.  ^  J-  ^  ^  J. 


^^^^^^ 


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sands  are  few  .  Still  o'er  the  past  my  tears  must  flow,  Sadthereviewl 


P^np^^^^^ 


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T' 


wenha;ii.   9s  &  6s. 


i     I     I  r~rT~  \     1     I 

A  •  gain  the  o  -  rient  light  is  shining  ; , 

A-  gain  on  theo,  my  God,  re-clining,  5  Would  I    pur-sue  my 

A  A  A  -^  A  A    I     I    .    J  AA^j 


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way, 

CWou 
(  Wou 

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d  follow  where  thy  Toice  shall  call  me,  ) 
doling  to  thee  whate'er  be -fall  me;    J  An 

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thy  mild  look  re  -  call    me,  When  I      would  go     as  -     tray. 


A  A  A    \       \AA      I    J     I I       I 


Ill 


130.        WOOBSON.    6,  lOs  &  6. 

I         I       1^    I        I        I         !         I        >    I        I        1        i        i        I        I 
Che  stars  which  are  concealed  Beueata  the  vail  ol  the  meridian  sky, 

J    -^--^-J-    J     J     J    ^-'^^  -J-  ^  V  -^  -i^.  J^ 


Will  yet  up-on  the  well's  deep  water  lie  In  sin-gle-uess    revealed. 


k.1       I       I       I       1       IJIII        \       ■    \ 


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AMBOY.    10s. 


f  f  -  -[^  I   1  ^ I   r 

I    come,  my  Lord,  to      of-  for    vp   to    thee  A    worthies;;, 

A  heart  where  on  •  ly     e  ■  vil    1     c;ia  see,        Yet  uot  for 

J      J     J       J     J      J    -g^-i    J     4-         J  '     -1 


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that,  re  -  fuse  the  gift      I        bring :  5    Ch,  deign  t'  ac  •  ccpt 


(  I 


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cast  each  evil  out.        And  make  it  pure,  and  new,  within,  without 

'     ■      !       I       ' 


11*^     132.     JAYNES.    8s  &  7s.    Double. 

SPANISH    MELODY. 


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Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me,  Thro'  my  pilgrimage  below 

I  I      I        I         I      I 


Ck)uld  I  wander,  fear  disdain-ing,     Could  I  quit  thy  sheltering  fold, 


c '  "  i     i 


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Heedless  of  the  grace  constraining,  In  the  strength  of  nature  bold  ? 


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133.        CONSTANCE.    P.  M. 


T  T  T'   ^     '     I'll     I     ' 

Here  is    my  heart !— my  God,  I    give    it     thee !    I 
'Not  to    the  world,  my  child, but  un-  to    me,"' — I 


CONSTANCE.    Conchided. 


113 


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heatdand  wijl  o  -  bey  i  Here  is    love's  ofienng  to     my 


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Knig.Which  a  glad  sac  ri  fice  i  bring  ;  Here  is     my  neart. 


134.         BETHEL.    6s  &  4s.* 

-1-, — 1- 


Mear-er,    my    God.  to    ihee,     Near  -  er     to     thee 

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song  snail  be.  Nearer,  my  God,  to  thee.  Nearer  to      tnee. 

I      I 


^4^H^^^m 


From  "  The  Hallelujah,^'  by  permission. 


114    135. 


HAPTOl    5, 6s  &  9s. 


-^^^^^^^ 


^^\  \     r  I    i     I    i    r   T  r  i       i 

How      hap  -  py  are  they  Who  their  Saviour   o  -  bey,        And  have 


T 


'±±=1 


J  ■^-    '  1   J  J  ^  J-  -i  -i  J-    -i  J 


r-rr 


r-r 


ffl 


rri    i     r  r  r      i    i    i     i    i    i     r  i 

laid  up  their  trea-snre  above!   Oh.what  tongue  can  express  The  sweet 


^ 


u-J-i^ 


I — \-^ h^^+=-r- 


^—r^^ 


ZfZ-pZL 


-\ — t— r 


-f-n 


f^w 


comfort  and  peace       Of     &     soul     in   its     ear  -  li  -  est  love. 

A.   a.i  J-         ,    !     J    -i^^   J-  J 


136. 


LEPIELD.    8s&9s. 


r  r  ,^  r  r^ 


z^  ^  r  \^' 


rr~' ^  

There    is     a  tho't  can  lift  the  soul     A-bovethenar-rowspherethat 
Astar.that  shedsits  mild  control  Brightest,  whengriefs  dark  cloud  sur- 

I       I         I         ..       I       I       I        I        I 


137. 


HARWELL.    UI.  8. 


Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken,  Zi  -  on,    cit  -  y   of  our  God  ! 
Ha  whose  word  cannot  be  broken,  Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 


iMXAiJ^^^- 


On  the  Rock        of  Ages  founHed,  What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 


VJ- J.  .    ^VJ"  A 


m 


^^^te 


ggicii-rgr^p^ 


With  salvation's  wall  surrounded,  Thou  mayest  smile  ai  all  thy  foes. 


MA 


^ 


M 


i 


^^^^m 


138. 


RONOLD.    8s  &  6s. 


W^^ 


Father,  when  thy  child  is  dying.     On  the  bed  of  anguish  lying, 

J       I      1  J.  .Jj.  I      I        I  J-  J      ,        I  J. 


^3 


116     139.        U^OWKLL.    k  k  lis. 


1        I 

Come,  let  us     &  -  new    Our  journey  pur-  sue,  Roll  round  with  i bo 
I        I       I       I         I         I        I       I       I 


^ 


WJ— U-H^ 


^  1        !        !         i        i        I         ' 
year,   And  never  Mand  still  till  the  Mas-ter  ap  •  pear  ,  Bis    a 


E^ 


i 


?^ES£SE? 


I    I    i — It 


F=! 


P=^b: 


I    >  r^'       U  !^    '    f  IT     l!  5    r  i     ' 

(lov  J.     |,>.  v.'"l    T,et  lis    gladly 

-«p^^^— *4t-^-— ^ — h^— ii    t- 

_ , — u L^ — s U 


dov  J.     \.\n.  v.'"l    T,et  lis    gladly  fnl-fill,     And  our  ta-lents  im- 

fe      1       ,       I        I  ^     .^      I       I       1 


:^=ei:g: 


1     '     ! 


^^^±!f^^ 

1 

-V- 

^=if^^^ 

=^ 

l_ 

^ 

-    -    prove  By  the    pa  ^ 

-^ — («- 

i       1 

tience  of 

hope,    And  the  la  •  bor 

T n''-''|g-S: 

-1^ 

of    1 

ove 

1 

Tl 

B-sl^izS-iz^l:^ 

t 

-t— 

P^^ 

J 

Bv     the    pa  -  tience  of     hope,    And  the    la  -  bor     of 


•  F-.oii  "  y-w  Carmini  Saci a,"  by  perraissiop. 


140. 


WATCHMAN.    HI.  1. 


117 


LOWELL   MASON,      1825 


Watchman,teU  us    of  the  night,What  its  signs  of  promise  are  ? 


Traveler!  o'er  yon  mountain's  height  See  thatglory-beaming  star! 


Watchman!  does  Its  beauteous  ray  Aught  of  hope  or  joy  fore-tell? 

ft  ^ 


^S- 


^^^^ 


Traveler!  yes:   it  brings  the  day — Promised  day  of    Is  -  ra  -  el! 


^'g  'r-g-^^"^f^^"T^^=^ 


Traveler!  yes:  it  brings  the  day — Promised  day  of    Is  -  ra  -  el! 


lis    141. 


JENNINGS.    lOs. 


^?'?=2EE^3t-e 


<  Joy-lul  -  ly,  jtty-fuMy  onwurd  I  move,  Bouik!  for  ili^  land  of  bright 
^  Au-gel   ic   choris  •  lers  siaij  as    I  come,  "  Joyi'uily,  joy-ful  ■  ly 


I    J 


spi  •  rits  a  •  bove  ;   } 

haste  to  thy  home."  iSoon,  with  my  pilgrircage  end-ed   be  -  low. 


J,  J.  V  ^  V  J.. 


1 — r 


I    I    I 


:a=C: 


1     i  ,•-  i  1  I 


142.     ELLENTON.    8s,  7s  k  6s. 


5  Wftteliman!  onward  lo  vour  stations  ;  Blow  the  trumpet  lonp  and  loud  ; 
I     Tniuch  the     gospel  to  the  uations,  Speak  to  eveiy  gathering  crowd  ; 


ELLllVTON. 

Concluded.               119 

See  I  the  day     is     break-ing, 

J-.  J'J-  J-  J.  J- 

fi^: — ,»-^-0f-~,m Iff-  -I& fS-— 

^i — ^-\ — r-S^ — t— ^ 

See  1  the  saints  a  -   wak-ing,     No 

4,  ^J._  A  A  4_  M^ 

^S-^ ^- t=r-l 1 \ 1 

H--V-i r-M—n 1— t 

T~r-r-  ,      I 

more  in    sad  -  ness    bowed,  No  more 


A  J.  A  A   J.  , 


in     sad  -  ness    bowed. 

I         I 


^fH^4 


143.         GRAYSON.    6s  &  8s.* 


Pf 


3;j-J+J-^bUfal3B! 


p 


fT=T 


I  I  I  I    I    I    r  I  •  I 

Friend  af  -  ter  friend  departs — "Who  hath  not  lost  a    friend  ?  There 


ri^rr 


^H 


A-M^J^ 


'^^mm 


A 


^V-4-^- 


F 


I  I  I  I  I  I  I  I  I  I  I  ''l  I  I 

is    no    u  -  uion  here  of  hearts  That  finds  not  here  an  end.   Were 


f^^ 


mz 


25 


§ 


^^^^ 


^ 


hjjUju^u. 


rrrrrr^ 


ffT=f 


I  '  I    I 

this  frail  world  our  final  rest,    Liv-iog  and  dying  none  were  blessed. 


A'JJ.ri^.^ 


JJ^^^    J 


f-nrTrir 


Wir-f^-ez 


+=t 


7— — *  From  "  the  HdlMujdh"  by  permission. 


120    144 

4. 


i^jJJJ- 


SAINTON.    8s&7s. 
ill! 


m 


I  I  '  -  :!  I  I  I  1  I  1  I  I 

;  What  are  meetings  here  but  partings?What  are  ecstacies  but  smartings?  ) 
Unions  what,  but  separations?  What  attachments, but  vexations?  S 


'uf^Pir^"^ 


^ 


Every  smile  but  brings  its  tear,   Love  its  ache,and  hope  its  fear; 

^jJ  J.J  J  J  .J..O  J.J  J^ 


^^^^^^^^^^Si 


^^      r  5  r  r  i    \r    \\   \^^\   r  \ 


All  that's  sweet  must  bitter  prove;  All  we  hold  most  dear,  remove! 


m 


j^j_-jj.^j-j 


^^^m 


& 


r^ 


OLIPHANT.    III.  §. 


145. 


^msmfm 


^   fi-   f=^ 

I    I    r 


1^'  '    ^  r  L 

Yes,  we    trust  the     day  is     break-ing,       Joy  -  ful  times  are 

\  A  A    \     ,  A  A    \        1     I     I 


m 


near   at       hand 


I         I 
-•S" — <p- 


r    '    I-  '    r  r  !- 

God,  the  might-y     God,  is     speaking, 

\  A  A    I     t  A  A    I 

_g, js,_ 


gg^ 


"T^ffpp 


-t — n 


OLIPHANf.    Concluded 


m 


st 


^"y'  ^s-^^- 


I      '     U     1      I 

By  his  word  in     eve  -  ry   land:  Mark  his     progress:      Darkuess 


I        I 


Jij. 


.A.^  -^  J 


U- 


^i^^4p^p^ 


■^=^ 


portals  before  thee,  Aud  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  thro'  the  gloom. 


f^^ 


122     147.      MOUNT  VERNON,    ffl.  I 

stow    AND   SOFT. 


i    I    '    I    I    •        '       '    I    .    UJ    I    I    . 

Sis-ter,  thou  wast  mild  and  loTcly,  Gentle  as     the   summer  breeie. 


Pleasant  as  the  air  of   eTcning  When  it  floats  a  -  mong  the  trees 

-J-   J.   J.    JL    J.   J.   J.       J.    J     jU    J.      ~ 


CONNOR,  ril^ 

:^rd_^LL_!,   I.    !     I    i.    I ^ 


Che  charibtl  the  chariotlits  wheels  roll  in  fire,  As  the  Lor 


down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire  :      Lo,  self-moving   it  drives  on   its 


pathway  of  cloud,  And  the  heavens  with  the  burden  of  Godheadarc  bowed. 


TAPPAN.    8s  &  6s* 


There  is      an  hour  of  peaceful   rest 
I      N      fe    N    N 


To    mourning  wanderers 


J''  ,'"jiJ/f;^Ji''J 


given ;   There      is         a   Joy     for    souls  dis  -  tressed,  A 


^a^^^^^s 


^m 


TTtr-f^t 


r 


balm  for  ev-ery  wounded  breast — 'Tis  found  a  -  bove — in  heaven. 
■  ■      J>      V      K      V         1  J  >    >    J        J  J 


JUW 


J     ,J>J 


*  From  J.  A.  Nauman.    By  permission. 

150.  COWPER.    C.  M.     ,  . 


.11111  

sinners.plunged  beneath  that  flood.Lose  all  their  guilty  stains,  Lose  all,  <fec, 

J     1      ,      I     J    J      I      I  J     J     J 


124     151.       FRENCH.    8s  &  6s.    Irregular.* 


I      I     I      I      I      I      I     I      I        I      *      I     ;      I         I 

Tell  me  not  of   that  narrow  bed— 'Tis  sad  and  drear  to  me  ;   Tell 


3d33^^a^ 


n-Triii^'^^r 


i^  — 


II     I    I    I    I       r      r   r  I 

me  not  of  the  peaceful  dead,  And  their  sleep  from  remembrance  free  . 

J    I    I     I        1    J      I       I    J 


S 


SeS 


I      I      I     — 1- 


i 


i — r 


III     r  r  !    I      r  I    '    I 

But     tell  me  of   their  living  rest,    Far,  far  from  this  earthly  scene  ; 

J  lllljlll  IIIJ  I 


Eg 


iL-#- 


^ 


'^ 


P 


rfff^-^-ttr^ 


m 


II     :    I    I    I     r  r  r  r    I 

And    tell  me  too  of     Jesus'  breast,  The  place  on  which  they  lean. 


t=-h — r 


e=tt 


f^^^^ 


1 — I 

*  The  small  notes  in  the  Treble  are  adapted  to  the  irregularities  of  tho 
different  stanzas. 


152.      BEAl'FORT.    III.  1.    DouWe. 


rr^^Mt>^ 


BEAUFORT.    Concluded. 


All  th' ecstatic    joyH  that  spring  Round  the  bright  Ely- si  -   an. 
I  Sun  of    righteous  •  ness,  arise  !  Ope  the  gates  of    Par-  a  -    disc. 


p^^m» 


SfJ 


nt;^ 


F=ii= 


I       >    I      I      '        '         '        •      '     '      I        II 

Lo!  we  lift  our  longing     eyes,  Break,  ye  in  ter  -  ven  ing  skies! 


d4^M 


-'^ 


153. 


ASTOR.    P.  M. 


P 


^ 


1 — r-|^    J 


A !- 


:5l=*= 


S^ 


rrrr-r  r  r r  \ 


>  ^  ^ 


I  I 


A  -  round  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven  What  countless  thousands 

I        I        I         I         .         I        I         I         I         I 


■  .^rrr  ^^-T^rr 

band— Ringing  Glory  !      Glo  ry  !      Glory  be  to  God    on  high  I 

I'-IJ     I       II         !     !      J._M  J    J      ! 


126     154. 


ZION.    111.  5. 


On   the  mountain's  top  appear-  ing.  Lo  !  the  sa  -  cred  he  -  ra!d 
Welcome  news  to    Zi  -  ou    bear-iug,  Zi  -  on    long  in   hos  -  tile 


.s^A  1  \j:a 


:e=^=| 


^ 


SI 


^fes 


i — >»- 


pii^^^^^ 


Stan   \ 
lands.   5  Mourning  cap  -  tive  !  God  him  -  self  will  loose    tby  bands  ; 

I         N       I       J ,         N    J.    J^      I         I 

~T— g      I   g? -A J P    1*^ * IS>- 


i!=s=ttte=c 


^ 


m 


1 — t^-n 


T^rrr 


g — >* I.I     I   J  -Ti  I-.  ^  i===T 


w^ 


Mourning     cap  -    tive  !  God  him  -  self  will  loose     thy     bands  ! 


:e±=ff: 


-f^ 


J ^ 


155.    DE  FLEURY.    IV.  t    Double. 

1,1,  -^-n-    !     ,      I        I       I 


156.        CIIANT  for  Hymu  436. 


1^ 


127 


m 


mz 


i=fs^ 


^Pi 


-^-« 


m 


£*: 


=_J 


.i=± 


:^ 


:S=:: 


r=T=f 


HYMN  456. 


1.  One  sweetly  solemn  thought 

Comes  to  me  |  o'er  and  |  o'er ; 
I'm  nearer  home  to-day 

Than  I've  j  ever  |  been  be-  |  fore. 

2.  Nearer  ray  Father's  house 

Where  the  many  |  mansions  |  be ! 
Nearer  the  great  white  throne ; 
I  Nearer  the  |  jasper  |  sea. 

3.  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

Where  we  lay  our  |  burdens  |  down! 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross, 

I  Nearer  |  wearing  the  |  crown. 

4.  But  lying  darkly  between. 

Winding  |  down  through  the  |  night, 
Is  the  dim  and  unknown  stream 

Which  I  leads  me  at  |  last  to  the  j  light. 

5.  Closer,  closer  my  steps 

Come  to  the  |  dark  ab-  |  ysm : 
Closer  death  to  my  lips 

I  Passes  the  |  awful  |  chrism. 

6.  Father,  perfect  nf|r  trust ; 

Strengthen  the  '  might  of  my  |  faith : 
Let  me  feel  as  I  would  when  I  stand 

On  the  I  rock  of  the  |  shore  of  |  death  :— 

'7.  Let  me  feel  as  I  would  when  my  feet 
Are  slipping  |  o'er  the  |  brink : 
For  it  may  be  I'm  nearer  home, 
I  Nearer  |  now  than  I  |  think. 


138     157.         COBINTU.    m.  I. 


,'Ji'  J  J  J 


OLD   CHURCH   MELODT. 


4—4-4- 


«=rit 


^-^-p-rrT-r-r"? 


?=F 


1      I      i 


I      I 


I      ■      I  ■  •      1      I      ■      ■      ■      •      1      I 

Come,  tbou  fount  of  every  blessing,  Tune  my  heart  losing  thy  grace; 
Streams  of   mer-cy   never  ceasing,  Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 


Teach  me  some  melodious  son-net  Sung  by  flaming Jongurs  above ; 

J-J  J  J  ,J 


w^^m 


1  I  rr 

Praise  the  mount — I'm  flx'd  upon  it,  Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love. 

I  J  V  J  J     I 


Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies,     Ev-er  gracious,  ev  -  er  wise. 


Trtfrr 


All  our  times   are       In   thy  hand,    All   e  -  vents  at  thy  command. 


From  X.  Scrntdkb  von  Wartesske. 


159.      AMBOY.    m.  t    Double.  129 

FROM  MOZART. 


Je  -  sus,  I    my  cross  have  taken,  All    to  leave  and  follow  thee 


m 


Nak-  ed,  poor,  despised,  forsaken,  Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  he  : 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  con-di  -  tion.  God  and  heaven  are  ^till  my  own  I 

J     I     N  -   '  --^   ^   I 


1     U  I     I     I     i^  ,      ,     ,     ;^ 

Per-ish  ev  -  ery  fond  ambition,  All  I've  sought,  or  hoped,  or  known  ; 


On  the  mountain's  top  appearing,  Lo,  the  sacred  Herald  stands  ;  ? 
Wel-come  news  to  Zi-on   bearing,   Zi  -  on  long  in  hostile  hands  ;  J 


^^^^^fe 


JJ-Jj 


&=i: 


t;s=F^ 


I     I 


^^-FT^- 


^—^ 


I  I 


T-r-r 


I     I     I 


Mourn-ing      cap  -  tive,     God  him-self  will     loose  thy     bands. 

J  I  J  I  I     .    I-       I         I  I  I 


180    161.      HAVILMD.    1Y.2.    Double. 


;  To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope,  My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone; 
O  bear  me,  ye  cherubim,   up,     And  waft  me  a  -  way  to  his  throne. 


My  Saviour,  whom  absent,  I  love,  Whom  not  having  seen,  I  a  -  dore ; 


^g 


Whose namMB  ex  -  alt-ed  a  -  bove      All    glory,  dominion,  and  power. 


162,    WAKEIMD.    IV.  8.    Double. 


^^PPP 


(       O!  had  I  the  wings  of  a  dove,  I'd  make  my  escape  and  begone;  ) 

i  I'd  mix  with  thespirits  above,  Who  encompass  yon  heavenly  throne:  S 

D.C.rd  haste  from  contention  and  broil  To  the  peaceful  abodes  of  ihe  bless'd. 


I    I   I   I    I   r  I    )     I     I   r  r  ^r~r  t  i 

'd  fly  from  all  labor  and  toil  To  the  place  where  the  wear>-  have  rest; 


^^^ 


163. 


ALDGATE.    II.  6.* 


131 


Re    -    -    joic-ing  in    thy    fa  •    vor,  Al  -  mighty  King  of    kings 
Ami  tell  the  joy-ful     8to  •    ry  Of    thy  re  -  deeming  love. 


w^^^^^mr^FJ]  ^  r  ^  pg 


tJ      I       I    I    I    I      I      I    I      I     I     I     I     I 

I'll       eel  -  e-brate  thy    glo  -  ry  With    all    thy  saints  a  -  bove, 

-'       J     !  -i  J      J    -i   J      J    J    ^    J 


*  From  "  The  MaUelujah,"  by  permission. 


164.  ERITH.    UI.  4. 


4 — ^ 


Saviour  1  once  to  thee  presented,      At  thy  footstool  I  was  laid  ; 
In  life's  bloom  my  heart  consented  To  the  vows  my  sponsors  made: 


r  rr  r  r  r"^Yf TrTT 

bine  in    in  -  fan  -  cy  and  youth,  Should  I  not  have  kept 


have  kept  thy  truth  1 


ALPHABETICAL  INDEX  TO  SUPPLEMEM'. 

The  figures  refer  to  the  Number  of  the  tune. 


(Ibala 109 

Amboy 131 

A.mida Ill 

Astor 153 

Beaufort 152 

Bethel 134 

Cadra 113 

Camden 159 

Caswell 114 

Chant(  i/i/w/i  456)  157 

Connor.. 148 

Constance 133 

Cora 115 

Corinth 157 

Cowper 150 

Cranson 116 

Crowell 139 

Dana 120 

De  Fleury 155 


Edes 119 

Elkton 160 

EUenton 142 

Ellis 118 

Euton 117 

Farland 126 

Folsom 112 

French 151 

Grayson 143 

Hapten 135 

Harwell    137 

Haviland 161 

Horton 158 

Jaynes 132 

Jennings 141 

Lenfield 136 

Matthews 123 

Mount  Vernon. .   147 


Newton 108 

01]phant 145 

Olivet 110 

Purday 146 

Richland 122 

Ronold 138 

Ross 124 

Sainton 144 

Scotland 127 

Tappan 149 

Wakeland 162 

Wardwell 125 

Warner 121 

Watchman 140 

Wenham 129 

Whitwell 128 

Woodson 130 

Ziou 154 


L.  M. 

Wanv    ••    121 

C.  M. 

Cowp.    ■ 150 

e.  M. 

Astor    153 

Constance 133 

n.  2. 

Newton 108 

II.  6. 
Euton 117 

m.  1. 

Beaufort  (DotiWe)  152 

Horton 158 

Watchman 140 

m.  3. 

Camden  (DouftZe)  159 

Corinth 157 

HarwoU 137 

Mount  Vernon. .  147 

ni.  4. 

Elkton 160 

m.  5. 

Oliphant 145 

Ziou 154 

IV.  2. 
De  Fleury  (DW.)  155 
Haviland  (DM.).   161 
Wakeland  {DM.)  162 


METRICAL  INDEX. 

IV.  4. 

Connor 148 

ds,  6s  &  9s. 

Hapten 135 

5s,  7s  &  6s,  or  12s. 

Scotland 127 

5s  &  lis. 

Ross 124 

6s  &  4s. 

Bethel 134 

Farland 126 

Olivet 110 

6s  &  8s. 

Grayson 143 

6,  10s  &  6. 
Woodson 130 

6s  &  lis. 

Crowell 139 

7s. 
Caswell  {":  lijjes).  114  , 
Dana  (10  li/us)..   120  I 

7s  &  4s. 
Richlnnd 122 

7s  &  6s. 

Cora 115 

Cranson 116 

8s  &4. 

Amida Ill 

Ede5 119 


Whitwell 128 

8s  &  68. 
French  (Irreg.)  .   151 

Matthews 123 

Ronold 138 

Tappan 149 

Wardwell 125 

8s  &  78. 
Jaynes  (Double).   132 

Sainton  144 

8s,  7s  &  6s. 

EUenton 142 

8s  &  98 

Abala 109 

Lenfield 136 

98  &  6s. 

Wenham 129 

lOs. 

Amboy 131 

Jenninps 141 

10,  7s  &  9. 

Ellis... 118 

lis  &  lOs. 

Folsom 112 

lis,  lOs  &  43. 

Cadra. 113 

12s  &  llB. 
Purday 146 


